Tag: Teenage angst

So this is permanence…

There is always a truth behind the truth, a reality behind all visible reality, one that no one wants to confront. The dark side of the moon, the deepest deep of the darkest ocean. It’s there, but we actively ignore it. It’s too painful. We rather stay at the surface, where everything feels safe. If…


If music could talk (the musical universe of an introvert)

Music used to be my proxy for talking, for expressing my feelings and thoughts. I needed high doses of Joy Division and The Cure to feed my weirdly dark and nihilistic mental processes, the guidance of The Clash to channel my ever-present anger and latent wish to destroy the status quo, and Tom Waits, well…


A day in the life

Strolling through the airport departure hall I suddenly hear it, the unmistakable synthesizer sound and that lazy, slightly nasal voice: Enola Gay, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, 1980. I immediately want to return the favor by humming a contemporary, but then I remember…I’m at Zürich Airport, not Vienna’s, I can’t sing Ultravox here. The flight…


Adrian Borland, heart and soul of growing up

We all have a guide. We all have someone who guided us through that difficult and painful process of growing up. Mine was Adrian Borland. Not because he possessed role model qualities. Not even because his band, The Sound, was my favourite band during my late teens. It was just that his music appealed most…


A new dark age

November 2016. It feels like we’re back in 1985 again. The beautiful years that started with the fall of the Berlin wall are definitely over. Did I enjoy the 25 years in between? Probably not. In the 90’s I was busy finishing my studies, getting my first job and building my career. In the 00’s…


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