Ambient Techno is my Friend.

Old New's and New Old's

A lot of combinations of new and old entered my eardrum recently. More, more and more of it, pretty please!

As for me, being still in Germany, there is not too much interesting to report, so I'll do the teen-music-zealot-kind-of-entry. But note: I passed my theoretical drivers license test (which means it's very likely that I'm going to have my license in ~6 weeks when I'll have the practical test).

I was at a Nena (Ninetynine red balloons, yes, that one) concert and had a VIP ticket (Haha! The privileges of being the son of the boss). Oh dear. I wouldn't have payed that much money for what she did there, even if I'd really like it. It was a short concert, one and a half hour, and dominated by her hits. There were some cool parts which had a post-rockish-ambience to it, but not enough to get me to enjoy it more than a few minutes.

At home I listened to a few recordings Ryan gave to me. Yes, it's his own playing, and I really enjoy it. It's amusing and amazing, sometimes both, depending on the piece. I can really recommend it (download download download!) even if it's often considered as strange music. I wish I had continued to play the violin (I did from 6 to 8).

I've grown to adore the piano it seems - not only Ryan's Bösendorfer, but others as well. Even if it's use is much much simpler - like on Flashbulbs new album Kirlian Selections . It's one of the most diverse albums I know - I have no idea how many genres are used or combined. Just to name a few: Jazz, Noise, Breakcore, Pop, and something that has been described as Neo Classical. It's production style reminds me of pop albums or major movie soundtracks - quite odd, when thinking of what label it has been released on. If Sublight Records keeps releasing records of that quality, I'm sure it won't take long until they rise to the olymp of electronic music labels.

Funkstörung released their Return to the Acid Planet last week, not on CD, but on the iTunes Music Store and vinyl. Crap, anyone want to sell me his vinyl record player? The concert in the Fluc a few months back, where they mostly played this kind of stuff, was excellent and conjured more than a smile upon my face. Everyone loves old-school mangling (of their favourite genre), no?

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I complain about smoke all the time, I try to get it away by shaking madly with my hands, and sometimes I even start to insult people. But why?

Sometimes I'm a frustration-driven piece of meat that needs physical exhaustion to come back to its mind. That's exactly the reason I'm not posting much about my personal life right now. However, I got reminded of a significant event in my childhood a couple of times this week. I wanted to get this out for ages.

My mother is smoking since she was 15. She reduced her smoking during her pregnancy but got into it again not long after I was gnawing on her nerves. As the years went by, I mastered the German language (with Carinthian dialect - it's very sweet) and demanded a cigaret. Quite often. Of course my mother always said it's something for grown ups and it's bad anyway.

What child accepts such answers? Right, about none. I kept jumping around my mothers skirt wanting her to give me a cigaret. What parent parent gives his 4 year old child a cigaret? Right, about none ... no wait, not exactly none. At least one: my father.

One day when I tried to steal one of the cigarets my parents caught me. My mother was angry, but my father... Are you sure you want it? Okay, it's fine as long as you will do exactly what I tell you.. He explained that I had to do a deep breath when he says now.

• Father lights cigaret
• Father gives breathing command
• I take a deep breath
• I start to cough
• I start to puke
• I start to pee
• I start to poop

All this happened within 5 seconds. Can everyone understand now why I'm such a non-smoker-fascist?