Thermo-Dynamic Society

The North: Achim Reichel, 2003    "100% life"   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xchDsoDFfNw&t=75 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zKEoX9iXvj0 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oUyZP3w8_6o The South: Hubert von Goisern & Zabine - Juchitzer (Austrian) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TvaqDNEppwQ 1994 - "It's over" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FsSTR33xiAg       Nis Randers – by Otto Ernst (1901) (As performed by Achim Reichel , above) Crashing and howling and bursting of night, Darkness and fire in a furious hunt - A shout through the breakers! The sky is afire, and now you can see: A wreck on the sandbank! In the tide it does sway; The abyss will claim it! Nis Randers peers out - and says without haste: "I can see a man in the mast; We have to go get him." His mother grabs him: "You're not going in! I want to keep you, you're left me alone, I demand it, your mother! Your father went under, and ...

Rainhard Fendrich - Tango Corrupti Lyrics translated [Verse 1] Now we may never really know The gentleman Who in a summer's night Did on a parking lot lay low And in his hand, He's holding something tight Two headlights come in from afar And there appears a dark-blue Jaguar Pale faces sit inside the car But the chauffeur is from Nigeria The envelope falls in the car With beating hearts The deal is now perfect For such a generous donation You'll acquisition The coveted project The minister's softly cackling for he knows that gentle crackling And he whispers silenty Just a tiny melody: [Chorus] Tango Corrupti... If someone finds out and he spills it Go get a lawyer that can help you And then swoopity-whoop you're gone! Even the tax inspector's audit Won't rile us, not one little bit For all we have, we have, By now, anyhow, On the Bahamas. [Verse 2] The old police chief has his worries Now that he's married To a young top model He dreams of debt and...

Reinhard Mey, The Ship of Fools - 1998 A sea shanty The mercury's falling, all signs point to storm Bitching and giggling is heard from the helm A dull grinding sound comes up from the machine. To pounding and rolling and heavy seas The deck orchestra plays "Nearer to Thee" And crazed laughter rings out from the latrine. The cargo is rotten, its papers are faked The bulkheads block, and the bilgepumps leak All hatches wide open, alarm bells are a-ringing. The seas roll in, man high, down the hold St. Elmo's fire flickers from the derrick yard But no one on board is able to see what's coming. [Chorus] The helmsman's lying, the captain's a junky The engineer's lost in his lethargy And the crew, all villains on perjury, Won't send SOS, they're too cowardly On the ship of fools that a Hobgoblin steers Full speed ahead, and straight for the reef! Sheet lightning afar: the signs o' the times! Wickedness and pettines...

" They were trying to hit the weir, of course " the old lady said suddenly. It was her last sentence before she turned away. I had been standing with a group of people who were looking at a forgotten place, a place where the dammed-up millstream re-enters the river in the middle of my town.  It had, together with a small hydroelectric power plant that is run by it, been fenced off to the public for decades, and was now being opened for refurbishing; it had been isolated, more or less, since the war. I looked around. There was not much too see. Peaceful, unused meadows spread, falling off into the riverbank in some distance. Empty abandoned houses were lining the road. " We used to do the washing here, "  the old lady continued. " My father once almost drowned over there one day. The millstream had dragged him in. We used to use the meadows to dry and bleach the laundry. " She pointed to a dilapidated two-story house, old and battered, which had obvious...

There was a Land - where the wind blows cold over empty land ... Written and read by  Agnes Miegel https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=au5wsjtHWRc (Born 1879 in Königsberg , Prussia ; died 1964) (& damn good looking she was as well, if I may say so, old chap!) Shortened and set to Pink Floyd's " Shine On You Crazy Diamond Pt I " https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8UXircX3VdM By someone I don't know, salvaged, damaged, from a cassette deck and repaired: Agnes Miegel There was a Land [Es war ein Land] (MP3) Enjoy, or recoil, as you will. There was a land ... Where ashes blow easier than dust and sand Where nettles grow high on burst, broken walls And higher still thistles on the edge of the land. There was a land - where are you, time? Where rye billowed as wide as the sea Where thrushes sang from the alder tree When herd and foal went to water. Farm up, farm down, like a gentle heart rang The tapping ...