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BuDu Manifesto -02
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BuDu Manifesto -01
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The source of music is originally free of pigeonholes because music arises from a spontaneous need of expression. Insofar, the most vigorous can coexist with the tenderest if it makes sense (anything goes… if it goes). If those who prefer it loud and boisterous would not like to feel the tender, that is not our concern. The sobstuff omits conflict whilst punks make conflict their subject (denying longing and harmony).
Thereby not life in its eternal struggling of contradictions is being made subject of artistic dispute, but it remains neglected by replacement with simple abbreviations as bite-sized monuments of simplemindedness avoiding real life.
The secret cannot be banned, the performance remains spontaneous, the framework is made up of a wallowed model…
BuDu Manifesto -02
about the singing of the birds . . .
Sound arises from an authentic impulse that expresses the living being in the world… and fades again.
Anyone who doesn´t listen misses it, who doesn´t feel into it will miss the message which it actually is. This unity of being here and now incorporates the original power.
Now the spring birds´ tweet-tweet fervently echoes into the world: “fuck me”, and they repeat this urgent desire from biological need rather than joy of singing…
BuDu finds the music like the prick finds the hole.
The products of the music industries, reigned by commercial interests and random repeatability, deny this uniqueness. They style up the artists to make them stars who rehearse for the show and pay them for it and the audience applauds, admires and thus in a fatal way cements the course of our society. Human capital, social garbage and dictions the like strikingly denote what is going on here.
Historically seen the responsibility of arts in society used to be the reflection of the common on an emotional level. – And so it does in a brilliant way: see “DSDS”, the Germany looking for the super star – show on TV.
Musical roots:
– deeply sourced like Bach, intense like (the former) Genesis,
– experimental like King Crimson,
– poetical like Joni Mitchell,
– free like Greatful Dead – Free Jazz…
– interacting like a FreeJazzTrio, an AllStarBand: spontaneous…
– session not at random but in concentrated search for the intensification of a just present impulse – like a “musical conversation”.
BuDu Manifesto -01
BuDu resists obstreperously ! because BuDu has recognised the whole and celebrates it…
All the more unsuitable it seems to depart the happily regained “unity” in bite-size titbits and to offer it in well-arranged rows like a new brand of bisquits (cf. CDs: RECKLESS; FLOW). Well it must make you wonder if such “bad boys” (who tear down everything just to put it together again to some new unity) run the risk in their sacred attempt to be misunderstood as a Pock- Punk-, Jazzband or the like.He who misses for instance the “hypnotic” in a piece,
must endure boredom. NO! We are playing from the moment and want to empty out the whole horn of plenty of music respectively make resound what is just resonating within us; … even more, we want to have others participate in
this process and be astonished with you at what is happening there, like children who listen up to a now noise that they haven´t heard before.
But as there dwells, where the greatest fear sits, also the greatest happiness awaiting, we are daring tentative steps into the unknown – full of promises and full of danger!… and side by side we are working through to new worlds of sound
(if it goes well !), looking for the common flow.
THAT to live through without being a musician oneself, must be wonderful. And just THAT IS IT WHAT IT´S ALL ABOUT!
Anyone who manages not to be scared by all that recklessness will discover a peaceful mind behind it that does not only believe in the “good” but behaves accordingly.
+ history of music ( from the first humming across folk tunes, styles to free music)
+ social sculpture / plastic (??) (musical garbage. stars and clichés vs. What nobody would want to listen to)
+ the horn of plenty the bowl everyone is scooping from: the nature of things and the depth of the human soul.
BuDu goes Bach
Metamorphosis – no contrast could not be greater: the serious, subtle face-faceted, cool-disciplined music of J.Š. Bach 17th Century. . . disrespectful and rude-sweltering of BuDuClan. Variation on Bach’s “Well-Tempered Clavier” in the first part, was not, of course – like everything else – spontaneously, but developed at home on my concert baritone guitar. The little melodie at the beginning led me into the deeply revered music of Bach. It opens and runs through the piece, during which it is “slanted” and resolved. The awe-inspiring order of Bach’s view, is a free-jazz passage transferred to a new order, thus their melody receives a new statement. The melody survived ! – Even if the times have changed ! Who likes it, finds on my solo page “redsongs.de” in the Department CLASSIC more of it . . .
Listen to the noise
This cut must be accompanied by a more elaborate comment.
On the one hand it is so distracting that even I myself was stunned for a start, on the other hand it exemplifies the process of creation of that strange BuDuClan music.
About the process:
This present cut makes easily understood how BuduClan is carefully groping through the dark, happily digging in the primeval swamps to find for all musicians – like in a meditation – a resonating feeling to be condensed.
I will not stop keenly considering this wonderful process and keeping it mostly unshortened while cutting – even though I might have to endure curses because the cuts are seen to be too long again.
This is the one and only BuDuClan! That joint resonance which is to be found and to be expressed.
The tonal and rhythmic structure arising there from remains free and changeable at any time because the feeling is the compass through the sea of thousand options … From “tender like a petal” to “bloody, raw and dirty” anything goes and right so covers the partly contradictive issue…
THATISWHY: “Are you still making music … or are you playing already?”
I will honour this process in future as “leading-off meditation”.
About the contents:
The old “Little Red Riding Hood”-subject in a new garment: Insidiousness!
Here it gently seduces “come right near´… so that I can eat you more easily!” This is not the musicians´ wickedness but it reveals the suffering at the insidiousness of the “real existing madness” we are living in. Anyone takes the mickey out of anyone else! Salads are not getting more expensive, but the plates are getting smaller…! That´s the way it goes nowadays.
As normatism and restriction of freedom have come to a worrying amount I think it is up to the artist living in society to act out a warning function. Who else should do so…?
About the piece:
Starting already at the “leading-off meditation”, there is an off-voice trying to hypnotise the listener: “listen to the noise – listen to the noise!” until (1:50) biting aggressiveness brakes through and furiously screams into the attentive listener´s ear. That is really mean indeed. Even meaner are but the official injustices and menaces that get painfully expressed in this cut.
It drives me mad to see how so much injustice and meanness is openly exercised and born without lament. THAT is what I scream into the listener´s ear so that he will see for himself! That is the key to understanding these cuts. (Well knowing that such an attempt is completely useless in reality!)
Even the saints (the wise of the willow) we are being deprived off by having them stained with irony.
Not the creative consciousness nor musical skill, but intuition and instinct are here at work. Scales and rhythm do matter to BuDuClan as much as traffic signs would to scenting deer. The melodies emerge out of themselves… and the surreal lyrics wander between onomatopoeia, Denglish, spontaneous bits and determining hook lines. At the beginning there is not the word, but an authentic impulse that is still searching for the word… From such a layer of consciousness BuDuClan generate their creations and lay open the channel to the incessantly bubbling well of musical inspirations – and have done so for more than ten years.
As the “pigs” keep people at it, BuDuClan allow their listeners a rest in between (so they don´t run away) just to keep viciously maltreating them thereafter again.
The piece wouldn´t end without living to see a way out: The recollection of the joint power finding a good long celebration in the final part. Only when cutting it I realised that the final part contains meditation experiences (dynamic meditation with catharsis) and also the association of an (almost) beating up in a restaurant I took for long forgotten ( the waiter…).
We don´t want “thumbs up”, but “hearts open”!
Listen to the noise
http://buduclan.de/music/music1/mp3/ListenToTheNoise-Ses-201170313-M-Mix01-MasOz.mp3 This cut must be accompanied by a more elaborate comment.
On the one hand it is so distracting that even I myself was stunned for a start, on the other hand it exemplifies the process of creation of that strange BuDuClan music.
. . . zum Text
The bible
From the “Viola fog” rises slowly, but steadily clearer becoming a voice, that will in the increasingly angry. The reason: We do not talk about God, not to be seen as naive. . .
here God is but a much better idea than the real existing insanity that the most believe. Through all the abuse that has been driven in God’s name, yet the core can be seen, just a not so easily done…
Whether it’s the “garden” of which the singer is now or not remains unclear. . . certainly is, that did not look to the garden would be a serious mistake !
The letter
http://buduclan.de/music/music1/mp3/TheLetter-Ses199-030313–M-Mix01-MasOz-Lim.mp3 The song tells the story of someone who tried to write a letter .. . . . . . . . In the numerous attempts to organize the thoughts, is always found the hard way that the core of the message is thought withdraws orders. . . Then fills the trash until it is determined that it (still) is nothing to say, because the heart is still stunned to. . . Everything in its time. . ! – because in the beginning is`nt the word, but the impulse that recorded the whole thing. Only when the surface of this source has calmed down, a clear picture is writable. . . For the credibility of the concept BuDuClan “Everything off the cuff” not to endanger, must be noted here that the percussion not played live (we are a trio!), but was added in post-production.
Ansage
http://buduclan.de/music/music1/mp3/Ansage-Ses198_2402-O-Mix01-MasOz.mp3
. . . times now they are not political, here!
A somber salute to “big brother”. . .
as evidence that he was recognized!
as a reminder of his conscience, because he is a
inhuman world shaping,
as a flag that uphold the worth your time. . .
because with the freedom to die all good things!
Bad body
http://buduclan.de/music/music1/mp3/BadBody-Ses197_1702-M-Mix01-MasOz.mp3
Lamenting the guitar stands in front of a somber, wide space. . .
Lead Heavy, but inexorably, then the whole thing rolls inexorably forward. . .
until then (thank God) disappears in the distance.
In between times of screaming as if he had “` ne screw loose “- already
alone because of this impossible diction: “Poor dead body has”.
Yet (the schoolmaster might whip out their red pencil), the singer has certainly
knew what he meant. . . hinfühlt and who understands that too. . ! – Anyway!
Weird- ( The blue in the garden )
http://buduclan.de/music/music1/mp3/Wird-Blueinthegarden-Ses197_1702-M-Mix01-MasOz.mp3 Whether it is perceived as quality, if 3 experienced musicians,
who knows more than 3 riffs, suddenly playing fresh, bloody and raw punk, just like other young people can, like any judge for themselves. It happened like this. . .
Hardy told beforehand by his attempt to just break open and
to photograph very blue crocuses and his surprise that
said the little blue peaks suddenly and completely disappeared,
as cause he wanted, because the sun had retired. . .
It starts quite “harmless” to. . . but then “point” release it almost abruptly,
turns entirely on the atonal, then starts again in tonality,
parodied the theme and ending perplexed and undecided. . .
Needle in the haystack
Starting from BuDu-Urton, the piece opens with care
groping the experiment. . . Poseten Tromaunen and give the
Flow a nasty blow to the jazzy.
The search for a needle in a haystack veräuft – as expected –
because without success, but this is irrelevant because it is about the search.
Paradise will not give it, but if the search should not stop.
Hours after midnight
The time in which the world rests, so 1:00 to 5:00.
But one wanders homeless through the dark streets. . . it is raining and cold.
The magazine of the revolver are six balls. . . the road meets the man his
Conscience and reason are still after his return all the balls in the magazine.
Dark and Wide
Confidence
Everyone knows how long time it takes, to build confidence and everyone knows that it is completely destroyed in one single moment.
If that happens, then push the momentum pain, disappointment and
anger to the forefront of the experience.
Whether this is permanent or say whether it succeeds in its power in forgiveness
redeem depends on the quality of the relationship, or create such
only through a deeper understanding of the other. . !
All systems – whether individually or politically – to whom grace, forgiveness and
forgive are foreign, can prevail but by exerting violence,
make our planet a better place but they can not.
Confidence outlines exactly this process.
Don`t mind there`s a Lord
Although “BuDu typical” (but as always unique), as a haunting
through the sea of a thousand possibilities. . .
Groping in search of one for all resonanzfähigem pulse
search starts with a very serious, atonal free jazz theme. . .
up so flies a wild hornet, but tragic figure in a
tangled, hopelessly stuck. . . (And all the other pieces
through annoying! ).
Since the point is reached, is generated at the resonance. . .
Like a doctor experienced in quiet concentration that of a belly
Patient samples and “DA is the pain ..?” asks.
THEREFORE, the integrity of the generated material untouched
! remain Otherwise would not be clear whatBuDuClan it’s all about.
Far away + Video
Gloomy and strange this song comes from far, far ago. . .
comes close, breaks the cycle converts it into a spiral
and ends at a new level. . .
The Video :
[flv]http://buduclan.de/wp-content/video/FarAway.flv[/flv]
I kick your ass
The nature of this process is accordingly, for this cut BuDuClan
uncharacteristically short (3:15)
. . . sneaks there but with a “hypocritical kindness” to,
plänkelt around a bit, but then shows it to be “true colors”. . .