Showing posts with label Krautrock. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Krautrock. Show all posts

Towards Paradise: Amon Duul i, ii, or 3?

Reading David Stubb’s Future Days: Krautrock and the Building of Modern Germany (2017). He’s a British music journalist that goes back to the 1980s; Melody Maker, good buddy of music writer Simon Reynolds. I read Stubb's electronics book, Mars by 1980 (2018), a few years back and learned a lot from it. 

Especially appreciated the pre-1980 stuff, a history of electronic music in the 20th century. Stockhausen, etc. I knew virtually nothing outside the pop/rock electronic music that I heard on the radio in the 1970s; Kraftwerk and Moroder/Donna Summer, basically. I didn’t always entirely agree with Stubbs on the later stuff I already knew, Aphex Twin, ambient EDM, but I learned so much about the early history of electronic music in the 20th century from his book that I thought it was time to get his take on Krautrock. Or what the Germans originally called Kosmiche Musik, or "Cosmic Music," a German musical style of psychedelia, or progressive rock, that thrived for about a decade beginning in 1968. 

I'm a late-adopter to Krautrock, let it be known, and so in that sense my new found interest I must confess is at least in part an extension of my advancing geezerdom. I knew a little bit, the aforementioned ‘70s pop stuff, and I owned a few cherished Can, Faust, and Neu albums, but never started listening to a lot of Krautrock before this century. Reflecting on that now, like several other semi-recent music listening enthusiasms (minimalism, spiritual jazz, and various ambient and EDM sounds), an undoubtably big draw for me with Krautrock is that it is predominantly instrumental music. I used to listen to a lot of pop or rock music, with their wordy lead singers, singer-songwriter music, while reading magazines or whatever, but anymore my preferred music programming when I’m reading is predominantly instrumental music. Words, English words (languages I don’t understand aren’t a problem; love French rap in the background, for instance), but I find English words too distracting. But I really enjoy listening to a lot of Krautrock while I'm reading.  

Amon Duul aren't in heavy rotation in my reading listening sessions, however. Too many vocals; not enough droney Motorik tempos. But they are undeniably giants of the genre and their first album, Phallus Dei (1969), 'Erection God,' basically, and their song, "Archangels Thunderbird," hold firm positions, ahem, in my growing Krautrock pantheon. 

At any rate, the first chapter in Future Days is devoted to Amon Duul. Amon refers to the “sun” god in ancient Egypt and Duul is either a nonsense word or a derivation of a Turkish word that means “moon.” An early theme in the book is that Krautrock is a cultural outgrowth of 1968 political protests in Germany, so why not start with the Krautrock band most associated with the counter-cultural hippie communes in this period? As the story goes Amon Duul were members of a commune in Berlin in the late ‘60s (with little to no contact with the Red Army Faction or any other violent terrorist groups often associated with those communes, I'll hasten to add). A large, revolving, group of members of the commune, hippies, derided by most everybody outside their commune, get together and do these psychedelically charged drum circles and improv musical jams. Very DIY and very loose and unorganized. Amon Duul ii were a small group of the better musicians in the original AD commune who felt held back by the drum circle ethos and wanted to do something more ambitious. Make high-octane psychedelic riff-rock jams into hit records or at least this was the plan anyway. The rule of thumb I learned was that Amon Duul ii were good, sometimes great, and the original AD were always bad, and in my early samplings of the two this rule seemed to moreorless hold true. And this take is also moreorless reinforced here by Stubbs. 

But I’ve learned semi-recently that Julian Cope, singer in post-punk band Teardrop Explodes, and gonzo Krautrock expert in his own right, swears by this third original Amon Duul album called Paradieswarts Duul (1970), or ‘towards paradise’ Duul. I was hoping Stubbs might weigh in on this heretofore unknown to me original AD album but not a word. 

Pardieswarts scales down the commune drum circle of the first couple of AD albums to seven musicians, including two couples, and adds back on AD ii guitarist John Weinzierl and percussionist Chris “Shrat” Thiele. 

Krautrock toggles between an art rock formalism (minimalism, electronics) and a pastoral psychedelic ideal (ambient serenity, musique concrete). Think of Can or Faust holing up in some rural makeshift DIY studio outpost, incorporating the ambient pastoral sounds and/or tempos of nature into their electronic experimentation and cut-ups. Think of Popol Vuh’s spooky pastoralism or the spacious serenity of the album Eno makes with Cluster shacked up together somewhere in rural Germany. If I were to hazard a guess as to why Stubbs overlooks Paradieswarts I’d guess it is because it is a hippie folkie pastoral with very little artistic pretensions. No electronics. Stubbs exults about AD ii’s very Stockhausen, 18-minute-long  “The Marilyn Monroe Memorial Church,” the third side of their 1971 double-album Tanz der Lemminge (English: Dance of the Lemmings). Not much Stockhausen in Pardieswarts. It is a very traditional sounding album, actually. Stubbs might just find Paradieswarts musically conservative and a little too hippy-dippy sloppy. The vocals are definitely a weakness but even they have grown on me with repeated plays. 

Anyway, Paradieswarts is definitely on the acoustic and traditional instruments side of the Krautrock spectrum; no tape-splicing, just roll the tape and some jamming hippies trying to come together right now. Or right then. Exquisite filigrees of guitars, piano, flute, harp, and bongos, slow building, noodling, interweaving individual players and a rough chorus of singers into these beautiful sad crests of communal hippy love. Works for me, and right at home with pastoral psychedelic greats like early Pink Floyd or Neil Young.  

Detroit Techno Meets Krautrock: Carl Craig and Manuel Gottsching (1994)


Carl Craig is second wave Detroit Techno. I really don't know the first wave much beyond Derrick May and Juan Atkins; or the Bellevue Three. But second wave means after Cybotron, Big Fun, and above all "Strings of Life," the first wave peak of 1989-90. The second wave takes off in '91 and maybe peaks here in 1994. Craig tops most second wave lists, anyway; and doubles down on Detroit techno's hardcore tradition of spacey abstracted instrumentals. Here Craig remixes Manuel Gottsching's 1984 classic "E2-E4." Gottsching was one of '70s Krautrock's most celebrated guitarists, behind the group Ash Ra Tempel and playing a vanguard intersection of Krautrock and experimental minimalism. Mesmerizing repetition unspooling like a bullet train traversing an urban grid; a quasi spiritual quest after extended moments of flashing lights and melodic ASMR zen. Or ambient techno; noir disco; death disco without the dread. Blacktronica. Detroit Techno meets Krautrock. 

Bonus track: Juan Atkins "Session 4" off The Berlin Sessions (2005). More ambient techno in the Detroit style. 

DAF and Robert Gorl (Sans Umlaut): The Origins of Gothic Synthpop Dance Music

"Beruhrt Verfurht," ("touched seduced") Robert Gorl (1984) sounds like Alan Vega's (Suicide) German cousin. Mumbly, breathy, inscrutably emphatic, especially in Gorl's case because it's all in German, so no idea what he's on about until I looked it up. Although touching and seduction as subjects wouldn't have been too hard a guess. The girl singer sounds like a dry sassy Dietrich update. It's a nice '80s techno pop period tune. 

But Gorl, more like Suicide's Martin Rev, I'm learning is really a pioneering maestro of creative synthpop tempos, goosestepping stomps, hopped up polka Oompahs, robotic Teutonic jamming with a minimalist's blunt appeal, and a widely revered pioneer of Techno music. 

Here's Gorl showing off his instrumental chops and drollery on this 1984 failed solo stab at the charts: 


But where it all started was Gorl as one-half D.A.F. ("German American Friendship") with Gabi Delgado, German post-punk innovators, pioneers of synth-pop and industrial dance music styles between 1978 and 1984. Gabi adds the punky mock Nazi authority vocals and lyrics, crucial to their radical origins fashioning an electronics and synth based analogue to 1977 London punk rock. 


Add Gorl's brilliantly propulsive and minimalist drums and electronics, some production help from Krautrock legend Conny Plank (Kraftwerk, Neu, Cluster), and the first four DAF albums are extremely listenable, a journey from art-punk to what they called "Electronic Body Music" or EBM, and was rarely exceeded in catchy proto-synthpop sounds from that period. 

And they are another secret treasure in the annals of postpunk music unearthed for me by Simon Reynolds postpunk book. Back in the day I'd admired DAF no further than "Der Mussolini" as a kind of punk era one-hit-wonder. But never searched any further until running into them again in Reynold's Rip It Up and Start Again

"Der Mussolini" (1981), an international hit and monster in the dance clubs, was my first DAF song. The electro punk edge was instantly grabbing, but I barely noticed the dancing to Mussolini, Hitler, Jesus Christ, Communism, and right/left rhetoric beyond punk provocation and sloganeering. The provocations struck me as mocking as the Sex Pistols. 

  

Anyway, a deeper appreciation of their postpunk electronic synthesis now comes as exciting news. Their punk rock incubation phase is viscerally charged, to say the least. Check out this performance of "Ich und die Wirklichkeit" ("Me and Reality") (1981). Delgado on the mic, Gorl at the drums, but not sure about the New Romantic help on the electronics? But key! An electro charged punk rock fit. 

Best translation I could find googling: 

Me and I

In real life

Me and I

In reality

I feel so weird

I feel so weird

I feel so weird

I feel so weird

Me and I

In real, ha, life

The reality comes

Reality comes

Reality comes

Reality comes

I feel so weird.

Delgado is a hypnotically effective ranter, his tortured sarcasm comes through without much translation. This one standard issue existential punk rock angst but crucially with drums and electronics, no guitar. 

"Sato-Sato" (translates from Japanese as "always active"?), DAF (WestBam Remix from 2017): Priceless original early '80s footage of punkers dancing to DAF's electronic punk montaged by contemporary mixmaster WestBam. Public service:  

So of course the more fully up to date music people as opposed to a Mr. Magoo dilettante like me have been onto my DAF discovery for at least twenty years. Here's DAF dominating the Wire Festival in 2003 with another one of their Techno punk classics, "Alle Gegen Alle" ("All Against All") (1981). Flirting with violent fascist imagery via Hobbes, but again emphasizing the power over the hate-mongering. 

There's more trigger warning talk online about DAF, about how they were out gays and their lyrics tended toward explicit sex and rough trade stuff. I can definitely see some of the gay leather thing in their album covers but until this late edition song I haven't encountered much explicit language. Again, not that I'd notice with the German, other than to observe a lot of German sounds like cursing to me, if not particularly sexual. But looking up a few translations of the DAF I'm sharing here this is the first song I've come upon with explicit language. So adult content warning but also an evolved example of their special combo of tricky beats and aggressive electronics and sarcastic humor. 

"Ich glaub ich fick dich später" ("I Think I'll Fuck You Later") DAF/DOS (1996): 

A lot more where this came from that I don't know but a previously unexplored synthpop fountainhead source of electronic music fans of the genre will want to know, I will insist. DAF are one of the key founders of postpunk electronic-based gothic dance music and if you like any one of those musical categories they are not to be missed. Invigorating.  

Skateboard Raps, Confessional Rap Gospel, Krautrock Disco, and House Music

Slowing down, relaxing enough, having enough room in your life for music is such a luxury. One I've learned to take for granted, savor, even protect, so when I lose that musical feeling, feel like I can't listen to music, whether crowded out by work or distracting emotional stresses, I grow manic, brittle, and burnout quickly. (Something like this happens with reading too.) I'm like a battery running down fast without regular recharging. Haven't felt like I could listen to music, beyond a few patches of very distracted background streaming, in two weeks or so, so splurging on underdog superhero Lil B and then some groove-oriented Krautrock and a double-shot of Frankie Knuckles' style House music. 

"Vans," The Pack (2006): East Bay hybrid hiphop artists do skateboard raps. Lil B startup. 


"Unchain Me," Lil B (2011): Lil B, The BasedGod, Im Gay (Im Happy) at a spiritual peak. On a short list of great ambient hiphop albums, as far as I know anyway which is admittedly very limited. 


"Synthesist," Harald Grosskopf (1979): Percussionist with Ash Ra Tempel, Cosmic Jokers, and Klaus Schulz's solo work. Late Krautrock as ambient electronic groove music. 


E+MC2 (Jelly & Fish remix), Giorgio Moroder (1979/2020): Peaked at number 4 on the charts. Moody, relentless, a cheap shabby beautiful grandeur. Elemental traits of robotic space disco like Kraftwerk and gothic disco like New Order. 


 "Move That Body," Marshall Jefferson (1986): "The House Music Anthem." Trax Records. Deceptively simple and catchy and fiercely vamping workout of piano, kinetic polyrhythms, clapping dub effects, and chanting "rock your body" dancers: "The music is going to set you free." You gotta believe it. 

"Que Tal America," Two Man Sound (1979): This is the 12" version but also appears on an album called Disco Samba. In the squiggly sonic details, a thicket of melodic polyrhythms (uptempo funk, basically), churning, unfurling mesmerizingly elongated grooves and intoxicating repetition transcends monotony. Get it on and let Two Man Sound take you for a ride. Dance music ASMR.  

Thank god it's disco Friday! 

"Train Through Time," Popol Vuh (1970)

Longform electronic psychedelia evocative of Kraftwerk's "Autobahn" and Brian Eno and David Byrne's My Life in the Bush of Ghosts, both made years later. Hard to get a fix on Popol Vuh or Florian Fricke, the German composer behind them. Their first album, this one, is prophetic electronic music, incorporating a Moog synthesizer and world music polyrhythms. The rest of PV's albums, or the ones I've heard, anyway, are piano or guitar based. Fricke was pals with filmmaker Werner Herzog. I want to call Popol Vuh a great soundtrack band but, really, only five of the over twenty albums they've put out are identified as soundtracks. What I've heard, though, is always cinematic, unfurling bucolic ambient settings, often dark, somber, spooky, radiating an earthy beauty, religious piety, peasant fertility rites, dark premonitions, etc.  



"Archangels Thunderbird," Amon Duul II (1970)


Classic riff rock from Germany, 1970; lady singer, Renate Knaup, caterwauling dark gothic prophecies. Amon Duul ii emerged out of a post-'68 Berlin art commune, and are often initially confused (or by non-Germans, anyway) with Amon Duul, a competing splinter group from the original commune (who actually didn't start recording until after Amon Duul ii had already recorded several albums) and by most accounts are mediocre at best. At any rate, Amon Duul ii's album Yeti is stone-cold classic Krautrock. Histrionic pirates on sonic prog adventures into riffology, pastoral landscapes, and free rock music racket. And, likewise, their first album, Phallus Dei (1969), is an experimental rock juggernaut. 


  (Original Amon Duul ii's bassist, Dave Anderson, joined Hawkwind for 1971's In Search of Space.)