“Thought you might enjoy this Valentine’s Day special from Rasmus Folk [of Endless House]. It’s called ‘Dinner In Trieste (With Rasmus Folk)’, and it’s smoother and bubblier than the champagne you imagine the Viennese Sleaze is quaffing.”
Rasmus Folk | Dinner In Trieste (With Rasmus Folk)
You can almost taste the brodetto. Quite charming, Rasmus.
The remarkable tale of Endless House, a short-lived ‘multimedia discotheque’ commune in the Bialowieska Forest envisioned and ultimately destroyed in the vanity of an audiophile/venture capitalist/megalomaniac, arrived to much circulation a few weeks ago. As did some unearthed sounds:
Rasmus Folk | Coupe
Johannus Arpensium | Ostend (Invisible Cities)
Walter Schnaffs | I am Germany
Adding to the conceptual memory, we now hear from Earnesto Rogers, a Dutch beat scientist and former student of Stockhausen (expelled from the latter’s class on account of his penchant for “nursery-rhyme melodies” and “childish consonance”). Anchoring his thoughts of the present is a monstrous ballad of the past. You can almost feel the walls starting to cave in…