Rinus Van Alebeek - nine variations [zero100]

1a summer's day in düsseldorf 1:43MP3
2talking about movies 2:00MP3
3onder een citroenboom 1:55MP3
4listen to my neighbour 2:00MP3
5sonntagmorgen2:00MP3
6waiting in a café for her to arrive 2:00MP3
7she wanted to know everything 2:00MP3
8buying a typewriter together 2:00MP3
9nine variations 2:00MP3

Description

Rinus Van Alebeek is a writer, sound artist and performer born in The
Netherlands in 1956. He has published two books in his native country
under the pseudonym of Philip Markus, the first of which, published in
1991, was awarded best first novel.

His approach to musical improvisation is seen as radical, based on
sounds captured on his travels in and outside Europe. Rinus Van
Alebeek records, composes and performs with analogue equipment. During
his concerts he mixes tapes thus creating powerful lo-fi sound
collages between noise and pure poetry.

The artistic biography of Rinus Van Alebeek is divided in two periods:
prehistoric and historic. The prehistoric period stretches from the
birth of the universe to the year 1989 a.C. The historic period starts
in 1989 and is divided in three categories: literature, visual arts
and sound art.

Text to 'Nine Variations' ( in German and English )

One evening as the rain pattered against the window and I, from the
darkness of my room, was staring at the dance of the raindrops in the
light of a street lantern, a deep desire came over me: I wanted
Nastassja Kinski.

Once every year this happened, then I thought that only in a relation
with her my life would make sense, a lighthearted shining sense that
would bring tears of joy as you could only see on the movie screen.

O man!

How I longed for it to sit on a terrace with her in Duesseldorf and
pick a piece of Currywurst with sauce out of her hair.

Later in the afternoon we would walk hand in hand along the Rhine.

One very long moment I kept on staring out of the window not knowing
what to do. The heartache grew out of my body.

I'd better get rid of the idea to marry the most beautiful woman in the world.

I simply had to forget about it and content myself with the fact to
grow old with her living in the same universe.

....

Eines Abends, als der Regen gegen das Fenster prasselte und ich aus
der Finsternis meines Zimmers den Tanz der Tropfen im gelben
Strassenlaternenlicht bewunderte, ueberfiel mich eine unheimliche
Sehnsucht: Ich hatte Lust auf Nastassja Kinski.

Einmal im Jahr geschah das, dann dachte ich, dass ein Verhaeltnis mit
ihr dem Leben erst Sinn geben wuerde, so einen leichtsinnigen
strahlenden zu Glueckstraenen fuehrenden Sinn, wie es den nur auf der
Leinwand gab.

Mann! Wie sehr verlangte es mich danach, ihr, auf einer Duesseldorfer
Terrasse sitzend, mit meinen Fingern ein Stueckchen Currywurst samt
Sosse aus dem Haar zu pfluecken. Spaeter am Nachmittag liefen wir dann
Hand in Hand unter einem großen Regenschirm das Rheinufer entlang.

Einen langen Moment blieb ich unentschlossen und starrte aus dem
Fenster. Der Herzschmerz wuchs aus meinem Leib hinaus.

Ich musste mir die Heirat mit der schoensten Frau der Welt einfach aus
dem Kopf schlagen. Ich sollte sie sowieso vergessen - , mich damit
zufrieden geben, zusammen mit ihr, im selben Weltall, alt zu werden.

Recorded with an iPhone.

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