ICH UND DIE WIRKLICHKEIT-SPRACHE ZUM ANFASSEN, TAPE, 198?, GERMANY

A big 'ol heap of headscratch is the order of the day here, with this addled band of Geniale Dilettanten nonplussers creating a fractured melee cut with huge blocks of rambling lip flap. Perhaps it came with notes to explain the events that I'm lacking or maybe it was part of some multi-media event? Or maybe these marginal fringe Neue Deutsche Welle pranksters just have it in mind to fuck with you for the sake of it? Whatever the hell it is, it's a relic worth a least a small ponder for its resolute outsider-ness if nothing else, as bouts of slobbering Flipper-like stumble cede into extended passages of dictaphone chatter and abuse of rubber duckies, only to cut away to acres of uneventful prattle. Side two begins with three minutes of fetching low key organ preset rinky dink ala Australia's Essendon Airport before determining that 15 minutes of blather would be the better way to fill this chunk of the tape. Ahh...but wait, the doink beat doth return and eventually leads, via more inane chatter, to a final round of shambolic post punk clamor. Confused? Check. Amused? Well...at least sorta...

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