['tƒai'ni¦z] Debüt-Album der Avantgarde-Band.
side one
niagara falls
.... bush
a note from
sunweedfactor
and i don't know
ölle belölle
side two
machine tools
chinese moon
the right stone
one, two or three nights
round and round
{ Sticken In }
terry rudat · voice, perc., dx7, git., organ, chor
gerald fischer · git., tapes, chor, perc
michael kohl · git., dx7, perc., chor
bidi setz · drum, org., perc., chor
thomas gawlas · bass, dx7, hum., git., perc., chor
guests
roul de posamentier · voice on niagara falls and the right stone
susanne issig · cello on bush
recorded
at p.a.s studio monchsondheim
by manni radke / peter straub
mix and remix by manni radke
cuts by gerald fischer
so much thanks to
manni, elfriede and kids, peter,
sabine, hummel, petra, eike, ingrid, roland,
and the nice? guys from aufruhr rec.
niagara falls
whenever i seen to be far away - i am
where am i where i am
at the niagara fall the niagara fall
so called niagara fall - niagara fall
niagara fall - where i where i am
at the niagara fall the niagara fall niagara fall
so could niagara fall - niagara fall
where am i where i am
p.s. from roul to marylin
.... bush
ke se ce si gi ma na ohan
ke sa caca gon nono a hoho on
ce si ce ces gi et na no no no
ke si ce ces ca ga na oh no no no
ui ce
ui ce ca
ke si ce ces ca ga na on no no no no
ce si ce ces gi et na no no
ke si ce ces ca ga na oh no no no
ke se ce si gi ma na ohan
ke sa caca gon nono a hoho on
ke si ce ces ca ga na oh no no no
ke si ce ces ca ga na oh no no no
ce sa ga no no no
a note from
this is the land where the old shake
and the young bluffing and sneer
and we picked that food on plates of dispair
a note from a greasy spoon
sugar scattered across the table
a dead match pokes from a chip
sinking in a sea of spoiled coffee
three old womand count pennies on the table
and order three wet teas
there are more dead at the menu
and i dont know
i talk about the things i do
but i don't about the things you do (hein)
but i don't know why
i talk about (nothing) nothing at all
and this is - this is a fact (hein hein)
ölle belölle ???
just a love song in love to muhamed ali
machine tools
this words are too frustrating belive me
the right stone
no one should be free only you and me - strange reality
no one should be free
that we learn and try to conforme and hide
take a right stone and smash a window
take a right stone and smash a window
three times
one, two or three nights
anyhow the vicious night hunting the eye of her storm
until the sun runs cold in to the stade
losing all thougts for the black
no no
yes yes
anyhow were sucking your bones frightening the eye of her storm
until we run cold into the stade
losing all fear for the black
anyhow the morning has come forgotten all nightmarish dreams
until the sun runs cold into the stade
losing all thoughts for the black