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On the eve of Kraftwerk’s eight night residency at the Tate Modern, Jack is joined by David Buckley, music writer and author of a new biography of the German electronic pop pioneers. Among the revelations in his book is evidence that a serious obsession with cycling contributed to the slowing of the band’s musical output in the 1980s and, ultimately, the break-up of the group’s classic line-up.

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In der Wochenend-Beilage der SZ vom 26. und 27. Januar 2013 den Artikel Fürchtet euch nicht gelesen, in dem Harald Hordych über Hochhäuser in deutschen Metropolen und im speziellen über die Stadt Frankfurt schreibt. Als wäre nicht schon alles damit gesagt, dass sich eine Stadt den Beinamen Mainhattan gibt.

Das neue Album von Tocotronic ist der Inbegriff des postmodernen Zwiespalts: Solange die Band zeitgenössische Diskurse aus einer ironischen Perspektive betrachtet hat, waren sie gut. Sobald sie, wie aktuell geschehen, sich konstruktiv in diese Diskurse einbringen wollen, scheitern sie grandios.

slavin:

chriswoebken:


Charles Duke


This was the first photograph I ever bought, a print from the original NASA negative. I looked at it every day for years.
The astronauts on the moon had to contend with quarantine, not just for them, but for their stuff. Nothing could touch the surface, or be exposed to raw atmosphere without extensive decontamination.
Charles Duke brought a photo of his family with him and like everything else they carried, it needed to be isolated from the environment with plastic. It’s hard to say exactly what motivated him to photograph it lying on the surface of the moon, but it’s not that hard to say. If you looked up and saw the earth 250,000 miles away, when you looked back down, you’d want to see something close.
Among the other remarkable aspects of this photo, it made me realize that all the other NASA photos of the moon’s surface were actually color photographs. It was the moon that was monochrome, not their film. 
I always try to picture Duke looking down and seeing his family there, covered in plastic, and wondering whether it made them feel closer, or further away. Of all the photos in the world that address the fragility and vulnerability of human life, this is my favorite. It’s in contrast to the hubris, genius, and accomplishment of considering that vulnerability while dressed in a spacesuit and stomping around on the motherfucking moon.

slavin:

chriswoebken:

Charles Duke

This was the first photograph I ever bought, a print from the original NASA negative. I looked at it every day for years.

The astronauts on the moon had to contend with quarantine, not just for them, but for their stuff. Nothing could touch the surface, or be exposed to raw atmosphere without extensive decontamination.

Charles Duke brought a photo of his family with him and like everything else they carried, it needed to be isolated from the environment with plastic. It’s hard to say exactly what motivated him to photograph it lying on the surface of the moon, but it’s not that hard to say. If you looked up and saw the earth 250,000 miles away, when you looked back down, you’d want to see something close.

Among the other remarkable aspects of this photo, it made me realize that all the other NASA photos of the moon’s surface were actually color photographs. It was the moon that was monochrome, not their film. 

I always try to picture Duke looking down and seeing his family there, covered in plastic, and wondering whether it made them feel closer, or further away. Of all the photos in the world that address the fragility and vulnerability of human life, this is my favorite. It’s in contrast to the hubris, genius, and accomplishment of considering that vulnerability while dressed in a spacesuit and stomping around on the motherfucking moon.

There is a strong chance that you’ve been opening bananas wrong your whole life.
Denn wenn man nicht sagen kann, daß man nicht meint, was man sagt, weil man dann nicht wissen kann, daß andere nicht wissen können, was gemeint ist, wenn man sagt, daß man nicht meint, was man sagt, kann man auch nicht sagen, daß man meint, was man sagt, weil dies dann entweder eine überflüssige und verdächtige Verdopplung ist oder die Negation einer ohnehin inkommunikablen Negation.
Luhmann, Niklas: Die Gesellschaft der Gesellschaft. Frankfurt am Main (1997), S. 311.

What a remarkable movie.

How it started.

How it started.


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