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Verboten in Hamburg

Noch zweimal Schlafen dann trödeln die Punk Spunte aus Brezel Görings Ausbildungslager „Verboten in Deutschland“ im Gängeviertel ein, es wird ein Aufbau, Soundcheck, dann die drei Auftritte der Bands und ein überstürtzter abbau erwartungsvoll entgegengefiebert werden. Zahlreiches einschneien erwünscht. Ziehrt euch nicht und kommt am Freitag 19.9.14 in das Gängeviertel in Hamburg.

Es spielen auf: Eastie Ro!s, Mommy Boys und The Pissed Ones.

Hier noch Werbung:

Kilinker Betonu Kültür

am Freitag 11.7.2014 im Hafenklang, Oriental & Okzidental Breakbeat Madness

LIVE:
2/5 BZ ‚‘ Gezilla vs. Golden Nattoman ‚‘
Berbad : live sound & video manipulation
ZS : live electronic sound processing
( all istanbul )
http://2-5bz.tumblr.com/post/86853036748

Since 1986 Istanbul-based Serhat Köksal works as a multimedia artist with various projects in video, music and literary formats. Combining traditional Turkish music, noise, ambient, big beat and numerous other stylistical references, 2/5 BZ creates a distinct modern experimental sound bridging occident and orient. Characteristic for the work and output of 2/5 BZ is the balancing on the verge of trash and the continuous work with collages of music, cinema, speech and field recordings. So far, 2/5 BZ has performed at well-known festivals such as Club Transmediale in Berlin, collaborated with numerous musicians such as the English jazz-saxophonist Tim Hodgkinson (Henry Cow) and been presented, among others, by John Peel in his famous John Peel sessions on BBC. 2/5 BZ’s motto:

No Touristik , No Exotic

https://soundcloud.com/2-5bz

Platten- & LIVE-Support:

- Istari Lasterfahrer (HH / Sozialistischer Plattenbau)
https://soundcloud.com/sozialistischerplattenbau
-DJ DC Schuhe (Püdel / Travel By Goods / Bängkök)
https://soundcloud.com/dj-dc-schuhe
http://www.travel-by-goods.com/

EINTRITT FREI!!

Hafenklang, Goldener Salon, Hamburg

Stubreaks Bassnitz

Morgen – 5.7.2014 in Hamburg:

Auf ihren Fahrten hat die MS Stubnitz viele Freunde an Bord genommen. Heute kommen sie zurück, um dem Schiff ihren Soli zu geben. Deine 5 Euro gehen an den rostigen Kahn mit dem geilen Klang. Bass schiebt sich durch die Gänge, Beats knallen an die Wände und die Maschine gibt den Takt an. So klingt die Stubnitz.DISCO HOUSE BREAKCORE FOOTWORK INDUSTRIAL TRAP HARDCORE ACID BASS TEKNO JUKE MUSIC
u.v.m. 5 € Minimum Spende!

LADERAUM 4:
Warlock – UK (Rag & Bone)
Ely Muff – UK (Headfuk)
F#X & Nikae (Pan, Black Sites, Golden Pudel)
Christoph Fringeli (Praxis)
Istari Lasterfahrer (Sozialistischer Plattenbau)
Zombieflesheater ( The Clash of the Titans Berlin )
H-Kon ( The Clash of the Titans Berlin )
Sansculotte video

VORSCHIFF:
Joney & Phokus (WobWob, ill, Golden Pudel)
Terrorrythmus (Latenz)
Gwen Wayne & Jane (Tour de Farce, Keine Party!)
Henna Starla
Miel & Oswald Twist

MS Stubnitz
http://ms.stubnitz.com/

Bakenhafen – Kirchenpauerstr. 29
Hamburg

Yeatsie Girlz

Gängeviertel: PUFF & MOMMYBOYS

Nächsten Dienstag, 8.10.2013, besuch aus Berlin, Hauptstadt der Hoffnung:

Die Letzten Ihrer Art Präsentieren:

P.U.F.F. ( futurebilly punk aus berlin treptow )
https://www.facebook.com/daslebenisteinpuff
http://myspace.com/daslebenisteinpuff

MOMMY BOYS ( rythm‘n'punk aus berlin mitte )
https://www.reverbnation.com/mommyboys

plus DJ ELLA VAN TITES ( angefragt )

Spendabel für durstige omnibuse & schlottige punker
im Gängeviertel, Druckerei, ab 21:00 offen, ab 22:00 Konzert.
alles in Hamburg.

Oiler – Missing Part One

grossartige platte von oiler. amerikanische noise punk band. ich glaube, die hat sich aus teilen von cringer entwickelt. bin mir aber nicht ganz sicher.


J Church: Society is a Carnivorous Flower


[Part 1]
One more day to stare into space,
One more day in this boring place,
Blank expression on your face,
Drink your coffee, complex aftertaste,
One more day trapped in a room,
One more day of nothing new,
Surrounded by more of the same,
Are they as bored as you?
Are they angry too?

The campus, the womb, is serene,
The city surrounds in it’s machine,
The world nullifies, it surrounds,
Don‘t you wanna burn it down?

One more night in inter-zone,
One more night you‘re all alone,
One more empty conversation,
Theories and devastation,
One more night to share a bed,
Afraid to talk, you fuck instead,
But what goes on inside her head?
Anything? Everything?

The campus, the womb, is serene,
The city surrounds in it’s machine,
The world nullifies, it surrounds,
Don‘t you wanna burn it down?

The campus, the womb, is serene,
The city surrounds in it’s machine,
The world nullifies, it surrounds,
Don‘t you wanna burn it down?

One more day to stare into space,
One more day in this boring place,
Blank expression on your face,
Drink your coffee, complex aftertaste,
One more night to share a bed,
Afraid to talk, you fuck instead,
But what goes on inside her head?
Anything? Everything?

The campus, the womb, is serene,
The city surrounds in it’s machine,
The world nullifies, it surrounds,
Don‘t you wanna burn it down?

The campus, the womb, is serene,
The city surrounds in it’s machine,
The world nullifies, it surrounds,
Don‘t you wanna burn it down?

[Part 2]
Diodes and electrodes,
Nails and bolts and beams,
Anatomically correct US war machines,
Bombs are built like TV sets, cars and stereos,
Vietnam’s the target audience that you don‘t know

You‘re not Galileo, you‘re not Copernicus,
You sit and stare from the Nanterre’s numbing bliss,
You‘re not Galileo, you‘re not Copernicus,
You sit and stare from the Nanterre’s numbing bliss

You‘ve seen the factories of Renault,
You‘ve heard of the class system at the Sorbonne,
You fetishize the workers and their plight,
Guilt confirms your intellectual flight

You‘re not Galileo, you‘re not Copernicus,
Sit and stare from the Nanterre’s numbing bliss,
You‘re not Galileo, you‘re not Copernicus,
Sit and stare from the Nanterre’s numbing bliss

The sound is violence,
The sound is ecstatic,
The sound is like fucking,
A beautiful panic,
All that is left of your sleepless science fiction is the revolution’s residue,
Practicing urban vampires

Tonight there is danger,
No longer a stranger it seems,
Dreaming behind barricades,
I can‘t sleep,
Tonight there is danger,
It’s killing this city’s disease,
The light is so bright in my head,
I can‘t sleep

The right wing is talking,
And the left wing is balking,
All of them stopping you from kicking it over,
Caught by surprise,
Forced into compromise,
When you win the trade unions you‘ll know it’s a movement

Tonight there is danger,
No longer a stranger it seems,
Dreaming behind barricades,
I can‘t sleep,
Tonight there is danger,
It’s killing this city’s disease,
The light is so bright in my head,
I can‘t sleep

Don‘t know if they were offended by their anti-Semitic leaders,
Don‘t know if they remembered the experiments of Spain,
Don‘t know if they were sick of de Gaulle and his lackeys,
Don‘t know if they were horrified of having a boss for the rest of their days

The trade unions are coming!
The trade unions are coming!
The trade unions are coming!
The trade unions are coming!

[Part 3]
May 15, 1968, a black flag waved over the factory,
Collectivizing is inadvertent when a wildcat strike takes the whole country,
Bakers kept on baking,
Fishers kept on fishing,
Canteens kept on serving,
Dreams became reality became slogans

The workers terrified the bureaucracy,
Free love terrified the bourgeoisie,
Imagine the hilarity,
„Free love is neither love nor free“,
A moral threat to society,
A political threat to decency,
Imagine fucking in a factory,
In all honesty there’s not much intrigue

[Part 4]
When all is said and done,
Despair is just a loaded gun,
It turns into something more,
In the hands of anyone ready for war,
The war for dignity,
Workers, farmers, universities,
Even when you lose,
There’s a glimpse of a future you can choose

When all is said and done,
If the students chose the Summer sun,
And the middle class gave into tradition,
And the all the illusion it brings,
They can never win,
We‘ll be coming back again,
They can never win,
History is deafening