Up to today Raffel doesnít know what heís looking for in
our band. First of all every rehearsal gets him a headache, second place heís a
real musician (heís even able to take notes and he knows many chords and single
notes by name). It must have been an act of foolishness bringing him into our
cruel grip. He had and still has his own band (the Cadizier) for which he
writes songs, is allowed to play ska and time after time they even go on tour in
Germany. Besides heís a Beatles-fan and cries when listening to DeeDee
Roger (Eskimo65 his own project) is known for beautifully confounded
sampleconstructions and for not saying too much. Besides heís "lazy as a dog"
(in his own words) who neglects his songs for weeks. But when put under pressure
he just stops sleeping and works whole nights on just one detail we other two
will never hear - except he tells us what it is. Why he lets us bungle with his
songs - he doesnít know. Maybe itís because he is a very amiable person with a
huge collection of very unamiable records.
Silvano is the only one who knows why heís in the band:
no other group would have tolerated his unability to sing for such a long time.
When not trying to find notes he turns over problems (homemade ones and others
he found on the streets), doesnít destroy his microphonholder anymore since he
got welded his very own model and sometimes he writes short stories. Together
with Singer/Songwriter Count Vlad he has a program about conjuring up the heart of
saturday night. Very briefly: he neglects us. But we canít do it without him
also. And sometimes heís almost charming.
About our band
We met in 1996 without having a clue
why. We still donít. In the meantime we are connected by this good old punkrule:
be yourself. Be Selber. Apart from that we are subjected to a fluctuating
personal esteem. In your hearts we are punks we just sound funny. Our first
years were spent in our rehearsalroom producing lamentables noises. But they
always sounded as if one day they grew up they could be something more.
Something brilliant. Well - indeed they are as today we are able to make up
songs with accidental pop appeal and we like it. In the end this is the secret
of our mix of coughing metal, pop with a cold and the surfguitar has a hurting
back. Probably itís just soul in need of antibiotics. We like to sonorize your
birthday party, engagement or company jubilee. You can rent us but never buy.
Take care of yourself nobody else will do it and maybe weíll meet sometimes at a