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Greetings to you. With you Marina and Maksim.
You are watching the fourth episode of RammNews In this episode:
June gave to us a lot of fan work. Each of them is unique
8 years to music video "Mein Teil"
Special issue of the journal "Suddeutsche Zeitung-Magazin"
June was the month of fan works, cuz in this month was two trailers for the song Mein Herz Brennt from Mexican and Uruguayan fan clubs of Rammstein.
Mexican story trailer based on the fact that the participants in the fan club gathered with masks and flags of the forest and spent a memorial service to the laws of the genre.
It was a dark tunnel, a box with casts of heads of party, flags Rammstein communities around the world this moment of association is particularly symbolic.
In making of video was attended by several dozen fans who held a funeral ceremony and by the light of torches.
Uruguayan movie looks like a horror movie - the action takes place in the distant future more than a hundred years since the birth of Till - January 4, 2068.
Gloomy dolls, strange, frightening sounds, the ghosts of small children it is a dream of a young girl who invades her reality as a mask Till.
The basic idea - rebirth ordinary girl into a real femme fatale, and the cause of rebirth - the same German guys, and a hundred years excite the minds of people and live our dreams.
On july 9 music video on song Mein Teil celebrated 8 years
Shooting the video "Mein Teil" were the second and third of June in Berlin.
Big studio pavilions Babelsberge were already booked for the filming of "Mission: Impossible - 3", so Arena in Treptow was quickly converted into a large working studio, where a team of fifty people in two rented a black room into the night.
On the second day of shooting in an open area near the Deutsche Oper Bismarckstrasse. The shooting made a stunning impression on passers-by, as they could not see the film crew, which was far enough from Rammstein.
The team of journalists for Süddeutsche Zeitung-Magazin was able to close and personal with the band Rammstein, as no one before.
Photographer Andreas Muh and author Alexander Gorkov went on tour with Rammstein in the U.S. and Canada for a few weeks.
They were with a group behind the scenes and on stage, long journeys and flights, while walking along the beach and the desert, in the hotel and on after show parties.
Andreas Muh and Alexander Gorkov described traveling with Rammstein and their teams in more than 30 page article.
Christoph Schneider, "Palomar Hotel", Dallas:
At some point we just stopped with the interviews and the German journalists. German journalists want musicians who are identical to their music and their lyrics.
That's why most German music journalists look like the bands they adore and the adored bands look like the journalists who adore them.
That's an agreement and it's surely comfortable. But Rammstein has always been role-playing. I mean who looks like Till on stage?
In the show we now have this marching-in entrance over the people's heads, with the flags, with the torches.
As beaten dogs we crawl over the bridge again to the center of the hall in the middle of the show.
Finally, at the end, we say goodbye to the audience from this bridge. A three step: delusion - mockery of the delusion - farewell.
German critics just see: flags and torches. And now they're throwing a fit like the house keepers. Of course we eventually thought that was funny too.
Richard Kruspe, on the drive from the Airport in Denver to Red Rock State Park:
America was always the dream. America has also always been my personal dream. I feel better in New York than in Berlin.
Berlin pulls me down, New York pulls me up. When the story began in the press that we were supposedly right-wing, because Till rolls his "R" and we look archaic, that was bitter.
Rammstein doesn't have a right, but a left-winged history. We had skinheads beating the living daylights out of us
unlike all those gentlemen who comfortably use this high moral tone in the papers but who never actually lift their *** off their office chairs.
Oliver Riedel, Breakfast, Huntington Beach:
Good things are created by friendship bad things are created from bigotry.
The band has always been something between friends, that's the only way we've gotten through all the crises.
We are somewhat extreme and contradictory. Everyone does it his own way. Narcissus and Goldmund.
My mother still sends me a book by Hermann Hesse every year. My favorite author? Murakami.
Paul Landers, after the concert in Anaheim on the car drive back to the Hotel in Huntington Beach:
Anger, Hate, those are great motors. Of course I hung around in the House of Young Talents back then in Berlin. Jazz. Dietmar Diesner, Volker Schlott, superb.
Of course Jazz actually means trouble. Rebellion. Rage. That's the Jazz that fell victim to the crybabies from the feuilleton of course it isn't corduroy trousers kind of music.
Basically we six have known each other for thirty years. And as a band we've been for soon to be twenty years unimaginable without rage.
That actually has nothing to do with the GDR. Or at least very little. You could rebel, hit yourself. But you're angry or you're just not.
In capitalism there is evidently not one less *** than in socialism. The resistance in the East had more corners; in the West it's oilier.
We stood in front of the House of Young Talents in Berlin. And we had rage. And the Fehlfarben, I assume, stood in Dusseldorf in front of the 'Ratinger Hof'. And had rage. Right?
Flake Lorenz, on the trip from San Antonio to Houston:
Everything that is created from an effort is ***. Listen to the music in the radio. Droning, whining, dull crap. Created from effort. Made by people who have to pay off houses.
Dully moderated and introduced by people who have to pay off houses. Capitalism makes you dull. I haven't made an effort for even 5 minutes in my life.
You've got to decide. Good art isn't created from an effort. But unintentionally. From pleasure.
Till Lindemann, Rockfish Diner, Mockingbird Lane, Dallas:
Everything good in my head is formed on the land. I have an apartment in Berlin, but sometimes Berlin gets me down.
So I live a lot in my village, up North, between Schwerin and Wismar. Many of my friends who are here with us on tour live there too.
My father is long dead. But my mother lives there. My daughter, Nele and her son, little Fritz is often there.
We are one big family. I fish. I hunt. I stare at the lake. I sleep at night in the forest and listen. I listen to nature.
Terrific, what you hear at night in the forest. It's indescribably beautiful. I hate noise. I hate chatter. I expose myself to it, which is then pure masochism.
And then I must protect myself from it. Noise drives you crazy.
You'll die in it...
With this we conclude, with you was Marina and Maxim. See you soon