Hello, my name is Anastasia – you can call me Nasty !
May I introduce . . . ? Our groupie !
She is “digital”. I found her in the digital cloud that surrounds us like the atmosphere. A brilliant photo from the primeval times of photography, when the reality was even sharper than the television picture today and Photoshop was not necessary, because the picture is convincing. I adopted it to express the “little tick madness” that sometimes haunts the BuDu’s.
The inspiration came from the picture, the text followed, and the music will follow sometime! ( BuDu revers = foreward again… or ? )
For the first time ( in our now 15 year band history ), here is the attempt to start from a finished text …
Both the procedure and the structure are, as an exception, as conventional as they can be. “Nasty girl” was unanimously chosen by us as our muse (assuming she limits herself to dancing during the rehearsals in the future – rather than again, as the play climaxes to rip out the plugs indiscriminately because Nasty feels to get not enough attention for a moment ).
Sontext without song
As I promised at the beginning of this year (see “Nasty lovesong”),
is there now “Nasty-Lovesong Nr 2”: “Nasty girl”
In my mind it is so present that I already can almost hear. , ,
A roguish punk, for once with real chorus.
At some point you will hear it too. . .