Mroczne, jazzowe, instrumentalne kompozycje, nastrojem przypominające soundtrack filmu o mieście o zmroku.
Sunset Mission. The television nation has banned itself from going out. Empty streets lie beneath the orange glow of windows. In the petrol station the refrigerator shelves flicker in vain, faintly hoping for passing trade. The off-licence overflows with unsold bottles. Today is not a good day for drinking, today's a good day to die. Special offers at the funeral home. Through the elaborately wired and grilled window of the weapon store a selection of rifles and a whole array of handguns peer out, carefully printed cards attached. Prices or instructions for use? Hard to tell. BOHREN:The driller killer with a Black'N'Decker oversized penis substitute (Abel Ferrara / Brian De Palma) CLUB:The clandestine clan, the clubhouse and the hang out for death-clubbing after sunset (Twin Peaks) GORE:Clotted blood, Dutch Old Masters, video nasties with shimmering giblets on the cover...'Blood brothers (and sister) wherever you may be, this GORE's for you'(Chas Balun) Sunset Mission. The sunset is of such beauty, it must be rescued from the poisoned sub- and undertones of kitsch. BOHREN & THE CLUB OF GORE'S existential Ruhr cityscape is Alphaville with emergency lighting. There's metaphor in the light of the photographs: sad failure lurks deep in the orange shadows of a swinging 25 watt bulb, decorated with just a few drops of blood. The liner notes to Sunset Mission quote MATT WAGNER'S Grendel: Alone In The Comforting Darkness / The Creature Waits / As Confusion Reigns On This Hellish Stage/The Deafening Grind Of Machinery / The Odious Clot Of Chemical Waste / Still, The Trailof His Ultimate Prey Leads Through This Steely Maze / To These, The Addled Offsoring Of The Modern World. It is not without reason that BOHREN take on Matt Wagner, the master of the new creators of fear, he who ha....... więcej