Meine Exkremistenz, ein Seiltanz

überm Post-Europäischen-Kultur-Gen-Becken

Ausgespuckt vom Großen
der Fall schlug blaue Flecken mir
Durch ungewollten seidnen Wickel
Wurde bald der Mensch zum Tier

Elendig brenn' die Tropen-
Winde über kühle schädel

Rasch! bringt zu Tisch die Richtkultur
Und so der Katz das Wedel

Ein einsam lichtle brennt ganz oben
Da in meinem Kopf so hell
Ausgewiesen und verbannt ins nichts
Tanzt die Katz im Hunds'Gebell

Meine Exkremistenz
man bringe den Funktionären die Messing-Ohr-Stöpsel und das
silbern Spritzbesteck
Wir sind bereit
Das Licht erloschen, der Tänzer schwingt am Strick sein Tanzbein
Seine Exkremistenz, Tanzen macht frei
Eure Exkremistenz, Tanzen illuminiert
Schon drei mal ertrunken im Gen-Becken
Uptown, Uptown, Downtown, Chinatown, Dorfgemeinde,
Grabenleiche, Kärntnerstraße
Meine Exkremistenz
Post-Europäische Exkremiszenz
Glug Glug Glug Glug

• How do you want to introduce yourselves?
I am Gnever.

• Which ‚genre' do you see yourself in?
Bordering at the fringes of folk, black metal, and industrial music.

• Who do you make music with? Who are you?
I work alone.

• How was the track(s) created?
This particular track was written on an electric guitar that I couldn't amplify for I was away on a job for a while so I didn't have most of my things with me, but brought the guitar for practice reasons. I lost a family member while being there working so the lyrics are quite straight about grief being nothing else than begging the world for some time to indulge in your loss - which nowadays equals fighting windmills that are, in fact, treadmills, so to say.

• Should feelings be triggered, and if so, what kind of feelings?
Obviously yes that's the only reason to even get on stage, I want to spread raging sadness or sad rage or if not that then at least beauty or just fucking anything in this grey, cold, indifferent hell.

• What music-related plans do you have for the future?
A longer release that also includes this featured track.

• What city/country are you from?
Vienna, Austria.

• Which 'genre' do you see yourself in?
T.R.A.S.H. schwimmt somewhere in electronic kraut, nowave, psych-/weirdpop – resonating with the idea of punk/diy culture.

• How was the track(s) created?
The main track was laid down as part of a (stereo) live session at my home studio in Vienna RH5H (I really prefer working that way). Vocals and guitars were added in a rehearsal room at Yppenplatz, where you can crank things up without worrying about disturbing neighbours.

• Should feelings be triggered, and if so, what kind of feelings?
All feelings are valid—bring whatever you have. Always!

• Who do you make music with? Who are you?
T.R.A.S.H. started as a solo experiment during the pandemic, but now Bernhard has become part of the mix. We are also playing together in the Garage/Powerpop/Punk band BAD WEED. He brings a little chaos with the lap steel guitar, synths, and noise — adding raw, unpolished analogue textures.

• What objects/instruments/techniques were used?
A modular synth (Eurorack), a drum machine, electric guitar.

• What’s the meaning behind your lyrics (if any)?
The lyrics are more like lucid daydreaming, soaring over the Bavarian Forest while observing the lives of the people below. It’s nothing overly profound—more like capturing fleeting moments that feel like they could belong in some bad TV reality.

• Who or what has shaped you?
Playing drums in various bands since a couple of years, DIY scene, art, people I’m close to, sleeping problems, books.

• What music-related plans do you have for the future?
There are a couple of  T.R.A.S.H-eske recordings laying around on my computer that are waiting to get finished (or thrown away) – compile them, and make an album or EP – we’ll see. But currently I’m the most excited about working on a lo-fi recording band project in the hardcore/punk genre. It’s still in its very early stages, but it’s something I’m really looking forward to.

born in 1975 in Linz played drums in several bands studied visual arts
in 2008 he started playing with turntables and tape recorders
he plays with chris janka, elisabeth flunger, mario stadler, gigi gratt, martin flotzinger, ... in
different formations.
like the sicker boys, gis orchestra, bimm, pu-tin-clan...
he performs solo as oto nagasaki.

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