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I (1999)

diy + guerteltiertapes, c-90 splittape with ZWEIFEL, with booklet, limited to 50 copies

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totstellen (feign dead)

imperative..untouchable zones.. to be inconspicuous.. to crawl back in.. to be stand still.. to feign dead.. to become invisible..
STANDARDEXISTENCE

trauer des abbruchs (grieving demolishion)

empty/abandoned buildings, in a roaring city (usually) the only poles of quietness.
i need them.. their look,their smell + their athmosphere. the cracked walls,the rutsty metalparts + broken windows. but rotting teeth will be treated, sterilized + sealed or pulled out imediately + replaced by hi-tech blocks. so they can chew/grind you(?) up again the next day. (sounds of tearing down one of our resorts recorded by C.)

versuchstier (guinuea pig)

an experiment...nothing else. if it goes wrong, i'll throw it away + use something new...

(def)E.K.T (psychatry kills)

a permanent fear.. resulting of the conscience of the watching mass.. always watching to keep up the homogenity..those who don't fit in are spotted with the instinct of a hunting dog + the instances in charge are alarmed instantly. it you have reached the point on which your name has become suspicous, there's almost no chance to escape the buerocracys tentacles, they try to press you into their mold with unbeliveable force.. here + there parts are cut off + streched until it fits. sometimes it might happen that someone can't be fixed, in this case there's always enough tranquilizer, fixation straps + locks to save you + your eviroment from you. if they don't get you, it's only because of your mask. doomed to isolation within the masses.. alone with your true face.

bunkershore

saved from the glitterhail, under porous reinforced concrete. rescued by ruins. on the outskirts of the city, under 3 meters of nazi-concrete. quietness + darkness. in the distance the droneing of the industry. coldness, humidity, dirt + dust. before the way leads back into the pulsating metropolis. no shelter indestructable. no hideout save.

ueberspannung (hypertension)

a pulling..steelwire, rusty, instable + still tightend to the extreme, the thread of bursting... a pulling..forehead in deep wrinkles(?), cramped, aching skull, the thread of bursting... it might happen every second now, but the ease(?) / the end doesn't come.. too much, but not enough. constantly overloaded.....
everything + nothing
time for it to stop.

I LOVE YOU

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(spread viruses + destructionprograms!)

moloch

cities a places of constant terror to me. permanently exposed to urban streets. i want most of the people dead. sociophobic + antisocial? i don't feel bad about it. i just can't cope with their presence. i just can't stand it. the voices, the movements, their behavioir fuels my rage. evrything melts together, almost no differenciation possible. my hope for an end, the cars to rust, the fascades to crumble, the pavement to burst open, the streams to wither + the mechanics inherited in everything to block itself, can be abolished by now, or not? who has always sand at hand to exalarate the grinding of the self? my greatest longing is for withnessing the collaps of the system, to celebrate the sinking + to spend the rest of my pitiful existence in the rotting guts of the city. alone? when will it finally stop??

covernotes of the re-release

this is an exhumation of the first two TOTSTELLEN-releases. "I" was originally part of a split-tape with ZWEIFEL in '00 (actually it was '99, but who cares). it contains my very first works. the split was limited to 50 pieces. "II" appeared the next year, also limited to 50 pieces. there is a booklet belonging to this tape. it is a fixed part of the sound, so don't waste it, read it. NOISE NOT JUST MUSIC!