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PUNISHABLE ACT veröffentlichen weiteren Track der neuen Platte "X"

PUNISHABLE ACT veröffentlichen weiteren Track der neuen Platte “X”

Berlins Hardcore-Flaggschiff PUNISHABLE ACT feiert sein 25. Jubiläum! Und zu diesem Anlass wird geklotzt statt gekleckert. Am 28.09. erscheint das neue Album “X”.

Ab heute gibt es einen weiteren Track aus dem Album vorab, checkt „Wall City Hardcore“ hier:

„Twenty Five“: https://youtu.be/FN56IGJEawg “PA DNA” feat. Mike Charely’s War:

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An outsider's view of heavy metal

Anyone who knows me well will know that I am no fan of rock music. I used to be.  In my misguided youth I couldn’t get enough indie rock.  But then it was the noughties, and there appeared to be little other music around.  I had that all too common feeling when listening to pop music that it was somehow less ‘credible’ than rock music.  Luckily I got over that feeling (the snobbery towards pop music and why it is unfounded would require a whole other blog post).  Nowadays, while some people claim to get a thrill from, say, the guitar line of Jimi Hendrix’s ‘Purple Rain’, I feel a shudder of excitement on hearing, for example, the synths kick in at the beginning of New Order’s ‘Blue Monday’, or in the rhythmic beeps at the beginning of Rihanna’s ‘We Found Love.’

So, a couple of weeks ago, when I ended up in a live heavy metal concert in Berlin’s legendary SO36 club, one might imagine I would not be in my element. 

And I wasn’t.  Heavy metal is a genre of music which does nothing for me.  This may sound like the sort of thing a nana would say (and I’m aware people might say this about some of the dance music I adore) but it’s just noise to me.  Of course, talking to an expert on the genre they can tease out all the differences between artists and styles.  But to an outsider such as myself on this Saturday night in Berlin’s infamous Kreuzberg district it literally all sounded the same.

The band on stage (I never learnt their name) played song after song, with the same drumbeat, the same guitar chords and the same guttural style of singing.  Of course, the fact they sang in German hardly helped my connection with them.

I should have hated it.  It was the opposite of the electronic music I adored, nothing like  my preferred form of a woman singing about heartbreak over a thumping beat and soaring synths.  And yet I didn’t. I very quickly came to love it.  Why, I hear you ask across the reaches of the Internet super highway?

Well, it wasn’t the music that made it.  It was everything else.  The band were obviously having a great time. They weren’t jaded, or bored of their material, or bored of their fans.  They were playing the music they loved to people who loved it.  And boy, did the audience love it.

I found it fascinating to stare around me at the audience.  Despite the apocalyptic noise being produced, the sea of black clothes, images of skulls and elaborate piercings, I didn’t feel remotely threatened in the club.  Everyone there was enraptured by the music, singing along to every song.  And the interesting thing is that heavy metal fans are not scary people.  Indeed, they are quite often the opposite.  This form of music has a habit of attracting the uncool and the nerdy; they geek out over this minority interest genre, listening to it obsessively.  I got the feeling that the people around me (which was about two thirds men, one third women, a higher proportion of girls than you might expect) had very ordinary daily lives, that they were IT technicians and shop workers.  This night was their chance to really let go, to lose themselves in the music, and for the dedicated few to mosh. 

I personally hate a mosh pit, I get all claustrophobic, but I can understand the appeal.  If your life is dull, just letting yourself go, pushing, shoving, jumping without a care in the world to this thundering music must be wonderful.  For my friends who joined the mosh pit, it was an enormous adrenaline rush to have this communal experience.

Therefore, despite my lack of engagement with the music itself, I had a really good time in that dark club, just because the atmosphere was so incredible.  I saw around me an example of the very best of fan culture.  I imagine being at a One Direction concert would have a similar palpable sense of excitement. If you’re surrounded by people who are having the time of their lives, then you can’t help but enjoy yourself as well. 

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Andre juledag

Den observante lesar vil hugse at grunnen til at vi er i Berlin i jula, er at vi treng å slappe av. Om du lurer på kvifor det ikkje blei tumbla første juledag, var det fordi heile dagen vart chilla vekk her.

Andre juledag starta med eit par bomturar til stengte vegan-caféar, men tok seg raskt opp. Sjå kor blidspent eg er, trass i at Sfizy var stengt.

Her stablast det innpå ein liten lunch på Yellow Sunshine. Currywurst, nuggets, fries og cherryshake. Hos naboen, Tiki Heart, slappa vi av med kaffi og sprit, før vi gjekk vidare.

Dette er utanfor Core Tex Records. Denne sjappa var stengt, men det var ikkje M99. M99 er ein butikk for spesielt interesserte. Anbefalt.

Dagens høgdepunkt: Middag på Kopps. God tysk mat.

Det har blitt seint på kvelden og Dir Brenne sit på bar og skriv julekort til 50-50.