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12"
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UNVERNUN 001EP
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"Schlammpeiziger, who had previously only been known to us for his top hits and T-shirts, burst upon Unvernunft like a wild boar in search of affection in the middle of the coronavirus lockdown. Childish faecal humor, far-fetched obs(t)enities, juicing, a desire to dissolve, composting of thoughts. In excesses of lack of concentration, the chains of associations curled and meandered like Jo's famous curlicue drawings. In the blissful brainfog of those days, for example, 'Handicapfalter' was created. Among other quirks of the little gut-breather, we were fascinated to observe his phobia of literature and books. Just hold a printed page in front of his face for a few seconds and he writhes on the floor crying. A certain affinity cannot be denied. We are much, much more pleased by snatched-up, misunderstood or misheard snippets, hollow but unforgettable phrases, the diamond stoner humor of our ancestors. The shy goby is under threat from climate change, so perhaps this vinyl is the last expression of life of the specimen that we have been allowed to look after sporadically since the lockdown phase of the corona epidemic. And it's turned out pretty. 'Schamlose Dubtöse': Do you have words. Do you have sounds. Impertinently harmless piano tinkling turns into tugging zounds of increasing severity. It is not dubbed (would be unethical) but dubbed. Sounds dubby, as you can imagine. 'Loch ohne Licht': Possibly vaguely misogynistic. Could also be that there was simply no light in the hole. 'Selten Gesehenes': Casual. Confident. Soft. Fragrant. Thoughtful but lively. The 'Arabian Vietmanese' (instrumental) is probably the food we trust in the case of the munchies we get when we watch other people smoking weed. Transcendental and psychedelic states casually permeate the humdrum of everyday life. 'Klar Knuspermarsch': Marches and floats at the same time. 'Klebt Runner': Soundtrack to the cult film of the same name. Tyrrell Corporation loosens up. 'Ungenutzte Sätze': Stinks somehow, because there is dangerous proximity to comprehensible and then also critical statements here. Instead, the sinister electronic cheapness of Carpenter soundtracks can be heard. 'Parzipan': Actually, the time of origin was not so roaringly funny and simple, but for Jo it was also a gruelling, slow letting go of his brother. Here he sends him off with a gentle nudge into the vastness of a hopefully happy beyond." --Clara Drechsler
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