Friday, February 18, 2011

Something To Wear When Going To The Cinema?

Soundtrack Of My Life (034): Abigail Mead & Nigel Goulding - Full Metal Jacket (1987)

the 9th Class, we got a new music teacher placed before the nose. This tortured simultaneously hear us both with the usual propaganda art of music, from me especially Paul Dessau to Arnold Schoenberg and Alban Berg ajar and thus difficult to digest "Lilo Herrmann melodrama (can be on the usual video-sharing sites ) has remained in painful memories. However, it was trying to find the now thankfully minimal vocal part (was, finally, some people in closer to breaking voice ), the mostly bored teenagers classical or jazz . The one at the time and of course terribly bleak, the interested views of the musical Telle edge developed at me until much later.

Once or twice in the school year, but we have been a very special offer. We should simply our favorite music tow, this was thrown into a tape recorder and then discussed other teachers. Certainly since the male and female tastes differed significantly in the student body. We rowdy boys laughed wobbled eyes when us such "gems" like "Joe le Taxi "by Vanessa Paradis flew to his head and the sweet femininity has nothing to do with the doctors or Toten Hosen .

My ambition was always on these occasions is to bring something that guarantees none of the plan that was our teacher in the least. Personal antipathy? revenge for "Lilo Herrmann? I do not remember. So I tortured the class once with" Galleons Of Stone "by The Art Of Noise and one day it rattled me completely when I Abigail Mead and Nigel Goulding "Full Metal Jacket" from the same Kubrick - film (the latter being East Germany was "too cynical" prohibited) anschleppte. I had the track, with its sloping tempo changes and the insistent roar of the legendary R. Lee Ermey was anything but a majority, though, strangely, in the East German radio got hold, but with wild drums enriched Marching Chants of United States Marine Corps in a socialist school publicly perform works, in retrospect, but then something frivolous-crazy. Lucky that the lady was in the second drawer not speak English, or could have been the end with great anger ...

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