Einträge getaggt mit berlin
Germany has crumbled into as many small states as there are individuals. And these small states are mobile. Everyone carries his own state with him, and demands a toll when another wants to enter. A fly caught in amber, or a leather bottle.
So much for the border.
But one can only enter each state with a password. The German soul of today can only be conquered and governed by one who arrives at each small state with the password. Fortunately, no one is currently in a position to do this.
So… everyone migrates, and waves his one-man-state flag in all earthly directions. Their children already shake their rattles and drag their filth around them in circles.
From Wings of Desire (1987)
One of the best events to go to in Berlin is the annual KISSENSCHLACHT in front of the Brandenburg gate.
ONE DAY TO LET ALL THAT AGGRESSION OUT AND JUST HIT EVERYONE WITH YOUR BIG WHITE PILLOW.
If you visit the Pariser Platz one hour later everything is covered in feathers.
“Berlin was charismatic in the roguish way of a love… It was a lover who was a little dangerous in ways that didn’t always show, keeping you a bit on edge, a bit in love and endlessly forgiving because he made her feel that she was exactly where she was meant to be… Berlin made you like who you were when you were there, as if everything worth being a part of in the world - all those modern ideas about sex and art and women; all that possibility - was right there, in its dark, beating heart.”
― Whitney Otto, Eight Girls Taking Pictures
Placido Domingo - “Berliner Luft” (Paul Lincke)
Berliner Luft was known by the composer Paul Lincke. In his operetta Frau Luna in 1899, he made it a synonym of a free lifestyle in Berlin. The city is proud of the song. Since the text by Heinrich Bolten-Baeckers was set to music as a march, he was accepted into the repertoire of German military music. The song is considered the unofficial anthem of Berlin.
Berliner Luft is played at the end of every concert season by the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra at the Waldbühne.
It is one of the traditional encores of the Berlin Philharmonic orchestra. The aria comes from the 1922 revision of Lincke’s 1899 operetta Frau Luna, about a trip to the moon in a hot air balloon, where an adventurous party of prominent Berliners meet Frau Luna and her court. The march was originally from Lincke’s 1904 two-act burlesque Berliner Luft.
Every year a different conductor from all over the world gets the honour to conduct the Berlin Phils for this song and everyone is immensely enjoying it.
Like you can see here.
I tried to find an English translation of the text but thus far couldn’t. It’s a shame because it’s very funny. Maybe I’ll have to make a translation myself