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THE DEAD BROTHERS VIDEO CLIP 'TRUST IN ME !!! CLICK HERE DEAD BROTHERS DOCUMENTARY.. THE TRAILER !!!..CLICK HERE.
The Dead Brothers Story the dead brothers, more or less what's left of a symphony orchestra after their car crashed today. some heavy metal wind instruments (Tubas, trombones and bass saxophone) a megaphone and a top hat, a nasty french accordion and some sweet lap steel country. Bringing rock'n'roll back to Europe by exploring the musical roots that led to it's birth or what would the european music that led to rock'n'roll, sound like today? They make Satie rhyme with Birthday Party, and the Saints singing Besame Mucho. They're a macabre rock'n'roll party and an old fashioned wedding at the same time. Need your sense of humour when they stage gruesome deaths singing Hank Williams and Jimmie Rodgers. The Cramps wrote they liked their rendering of Human Fly. The Jon Spencer Blues Explosion and Tom Waits got their records.Thomas Wydler of the Bad Seeds says their Tod Von Basel penned in the 16th century sounds pretty nasty. Toured tons with Bob Log III and England with T-Model Ford the tale dragger from Greenville, and they know personally the Reverend Beat-man himself. They are fans of The Kift, famous dutch surrealist jazz family. The Dead Brothers sing blues tunes out of ancient Europe (Totentanz) and famous cajun-core french swingh from Bombay. They've been called THE BEST FUNERAL ORCHESTRA along with tubas and electric guitar and the most bizarre act to have appeared in Europe. Felt at home in Russia, but go as much as possible to the swiss mountains. Some say they are paradoxal. Difficult to get along with. Try good food. They started staging a travelling doctor selling some potion from table to table, storming cafis with the well-named Cirque Electrique. They wrote a musical about ...death played on a boat during the swiss national exhibition in 2002, "Day of the Dead" featured Eleni Mandell, DJ Khan, Reverend Beatman and the whole dead family.
After "Dead Music for Dead Poeple" and "Day of the Dead", the third Dead Brothers record is the soundtrack to the movie "Flammend' Herz" , which is about old german men covered with tattoos. It was recorded in the backstage of theaters in Switzerland, and an old swiss-german radio station. In Theater too, they got hired to sing songs about death in plays directed by Meret Matter at the Schauspielhaus in Zurich, then under Christoph Marthaler's direction. Look forward to play Brecht and Weil_s Four Penny Opera at the Basler Opera under the direction of Lars Ole Warburg. You can hire us for circus acts, and bar-mitsvah's, with the dead brothers every concert turns out to be a surprise. Some hate it. But again, they do funerals, not birthday parties. Remember: Rien ne donne plus l'impression de l'infini que la bjtise! Odon Von Orvath
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BROTHERS NEWSLETTER MAI 2008
Dear living friends out there, It is of course so rare, much too rare, to receive a letter from neverneverland. But some of the news does come through. We left you a note a year ago saying we we’re gonna travel across the world; and we did. Starting with ten killer days in Holland. We first hooked up with the great sound engineer, the one and only Joop de Dolder, we saw the brand (too) new Patronaat in Haarlem, drank some bourbon sour mash (Wild Turkey please, and no ice) with our beloved bluesmen from T99, missed the Waterfront and Elvis much to our regret (next time we promise), played again the VPRO radio Show and got sick quickly in the cold weather. Then Germany where the big bunker in the middle of Hamburg, Uebel und Gefährlich, was like a second home to us, hooked up with the great Clashs’dj Scratchy in Switzerland, thanks to Karin, my wonderful cousin from the great Sofa Agency, zoomed over London again to the stranger than paradise burlesque dancers, kissed Miss Amandas’ delightful hands and shake those of the Barracudas’own Robin Wills, ancient swiss national Alice Cooper came to our gig (Jean-Pierre Fournier is his real name) much to our honor. We saw the north of Germany where we visited Jens Truemmer and family in his hideout, hung out in Frankfurt with Mark Littler, played in his movie „a road to nod“, saw the great G.Rag and Los Patchenkos in Munich. In Paris and Marseille we met the Lollipop records guys that reedited our Wunderkammer in France. Austria was good food, Vienna decadent and fun as usual (one of my favorites), tried to play soft sets to rough crowds and scare quiet crowds with loud bursts of howling noises, and lied down in the Boston Arms the Dirty Water Club in London with the magnificent Flaming Stars, Swearing at Motorists and all the staff from Mojo magazine (salut mon ami!), to die once more.We then took a trip to south America and played Nicolas Valles’ Buenos Aires Stomp! Festival, had a ball with The Mutants, real finnish freaks (Riapolla boys!), and Mister Valles’ own Motorama, went to Brazil to zoom all over Sao Paolo to see the gentle Allessandro Padovano and his new rock’n’roll club. The first night a fight broke out with skinheads in the small Club Berlin; we continued playing unamused by the scattering fights of the living. Good thing that Doctor Love was looking after us, better than he was looking after himself, and that Pedro Palhares, the film maker, taped the gig at Club Bela Fiori, an ancient Bmovie studio set in red velvet, in a bad part of Sao Paolo. The Butcher Orchestra recorded the stuff and Rastrillo Records, Argentinas’ best record label led by Mister Pirullo, will edit the stuff. Keep n’eye open. Funnily that part of Sao Paolo is where my armenian grandfather disembarked from a train, fleeing from the turkish massaker of the armenians in 1915. He fled over Marseille to New-york, and then Sao Paolo. To end later in the heart of Cairo. But his brother stayed in South America and I traced backed cousins of mine in Montevideo. I then had a pilgrimage to Uruguay to see the site of La Paloma, the famous harbour, that has so well been sung by Hans Albers from Hamburg, and the Dead Brothers’ of course. The wonderful Trikont label of Munich is bringing out a new compilation of La Paloma versions. At last the Dead Brothers’ la Paloma is also on there! Met the first and one and only surf band from la Paloma and roasted so bad in the sun that I got nicknamed: the great empanada man! Went back to Utuzaingo and bought santeria statues and prayed for a miracle! That eventually did happen. As the great Tom Waits once said: someone took time to make us, we gotta take time to make kids too. All this taking time some of the boys had already planned to return among the living. We wish them good luck, the pop world up there is a hell of a business! We are staying cosy down here among the dead. At least we can’t die here. And this summer the earth upon our graves will loosen it’s grip and we will be crawling outta the hole again. First appearance: 3rd of July somewhere in the swiss mountains. Stayed tuned for more rock’n’roll! Yours truly, Dead Alain
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DEAD DELANY |
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GIGS:
drei groschen oper kritik in der NZZ
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Boden dazu legt die Genfer Kultband «Dead Brothers», und man
darf es hier vorausschicken: Sie ist das Ereignis des Abends.
Was die eigensinnigen Herren um Bandleader Alain Croubalian
(musikalische Leitung) aus Banjo und Saxophon,
Lap-Steel-Guitar und Mandoline, Megaphon und Piano, Cajon und
Tuba, Harmonium und Posaune, Trompete und Klarinette herausholen, ist von einer knarzigen Weh-Mut, die süchtig macht. Die Musiker (Jonathan Delachaux, Resli Burri, Alain Porchet, Jean-Jacques Pedretti, Christoph Gantert, Delaney Davidson) sind gleichzeitig die Bettler, und Peachum hüllt sie für sein Geschäft mit dem Mitleid nicht etwa in Lumpen, sondern - Hallo, Globalisierung! - in die vielfarbigen Ponchos einer Indio-Musikgruppe, wie sie die Fussgängerzonen beleben (Kostüme Ursula Leuenberger). ?/color>Mackie Messer (Klaus Brömmelmeier) und seine Ganovenfreunde (Thomas Reisinger, Sandro Tajouri, Daniel Nerlich) scheinen in ihrem Pimp-Outfit wie aus einem Hip-Hop-Mackervideo entliehen. Mackie gibt den zappeligen Hochstapler, der die Lässigkeit noch nicht recht draufhat und jede Pose erst ausprobieren muss....... |
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UNBEDINGT HINGEHEN Dead Brothers Schon aus der Ferne kann man sie kommen hören. Eine Prozession. Fünf zerlumpte Gestalten in schlecht sitzenden Anzügen mit schwarzen Zylindern. Schwankend setzen sie einen Fuß vor den anderen. Das Piano hat wohl mal wieder nicht die Finger vom Fusel lassen können, so wurde es zur quietschenden Quetschkommode degradiert. Eine Tuba knarzt den Rhythmus, die Trommel patscht mit jedem Schlag eine Ohrfeige ins Gesicht des guten Geschmacks. Gitarre und Banjo schreien und zirpen so verhallt, als lägen sie schon in der Gruft, die die anderen erst noch ansteuern. Und dann der Sänger. Er hat einiges gesehen, erzählt Geschichten vom Tod. Der hat viele Stimmen. Mal schleicht er sich wie ein öliger französischer Chansonnier ins Haus ein und entführt die Tochter, mal lässt er mit megaphonverzerrtem unheimlichen Geschrei die Mauern zum Jenseits einstürzen. Oder er streckt mit einem verführerischen Lächeln die Hand aus und sagt freundlich, komm mit mir, ich zeige dir eine Welt, in der alles besser und schöner ist . . . Es ist ein florierendes Unternehmen, das die Gebrüder Tod da führen. Die fünf musikalischen Bestatter aus der Schweiz kennen keine Konjunkturschwankungen, gestorben wird immer. Und verstorbene Musiker, deren Stücke sie in eigenen Interpretationen zu Grabe tragen können, lassen sich auch immer finden. Die Dead Brothers wissen, dass der Tod viele Gesichter hat. Ausgelassene Polkas, die keine Angst vor dem Ende kennen, spielen sie genauso wie lebensmüde neapolitanische Volkslieder, Sauf-ich-mich-halt-kaputt-Country und Voodoo-Beschwörungen aus den Sümpfen, Blues aus der Todeszelle wie Tom-Waits-Affenzirkus-Jazz. Walzer, die sich immer langsamer drehen, genauso wie Trauermärsche voller Schadenfreude. Oder den Ramblin' Man von Hank Williams. Ein Konzert der Genfer Dead Brothers - nicht etwa ganz besonders morbide Gesellen, sondern allesamt ehrbare Jazzer und Theatermusiker - ist ein Spektakel für sich. Besseres als diesen Tod finden Sie an einem Novembersonntag so schnell nicht. Copyright © Frankfurter Rundschau 2002 |
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GIGS SWITZERLAND S.O.F.A. Ltd. Lorette 28, 1700 Fribourg Switzerland
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LABEL Voodoo Rhythm Records Wankdorffeldstrasse 92 3014 Bern Switzerand |
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