The shoemaker has torn shoelaces,
the hairdresser has hair on his back…
… and I’m just trying to find excuses for my really belated news, because: It’s been some months since on the Flatstock Europe 8 poster, a tattooed seawoman looked through an empty Hamburg beer bottle into the landscape of music – and was absolutely enjoying herself… What did she see? She saw herself – giving a maritime ahoy – as my last year’s Flatstock-Poster has mutated into the official key visual of the Reeperbahn Festival… You couldn’t avoid the greeting sealady with her tattoos up to the nares. The 2012 Flatstock poster was, as the 2011 poster, screenprinted with six colours in a small edition. Some few pieces are still available: Here!
Five New Yorkers around Michael Gira published these days one of the crassest records of the last years. It’s been a while since any music has pulled the rug out from under my feet like this new Swans record. For about 120 minutes, they fiddle with Pandora’s box – it’s frightening… The rug also got pulled out from under people’s feet when pilote Paul W. Tibbets opened in 1945 Pandora’s box, named “Little Boy”, from his B-29 bomber over Hiroshima. I’ve waited a long time for the right band. On my Swans poster, this devil is posing proudly in front of his hell’s machine. The poster was printed for the show in Hamburg’s Kampnagel, with only three screens, in silvery dazzling, partly lucent colours. For ordering, take this way…
By now, Muse fill very big halls with their freaky electro-guitar-sound-constructions. The distinctive voice of Matthew Bellamy and their massive guitar sounds have become their trade mark. But the trained ear will also hear a mathematically perfect construction one can’t resist. This construction is shown on my poster for the mega-concerts in Hamburg and Munich – by the way, compared to the locations, my poster was printed with only two screens in a very small edition of only 50 pieces! To the shop…
When eleven months ago, our son took his time to come into the world, an old record of the Tindersticks was on hot rotation in the delivery room. I don’t remember why exactly I chose these old bar flies for the birth, anyway I love their handmade melancholic music. So I was happier than happy to print a gig poster for their show at the 2012 Rolling Stone Weekender! My poster shows the saddest moment of a night in your favourite bar: the closing. The poster, which was printed with two screens in an edition of 100 pieces, is available here…
