Hi Keren,
thanks for the tape! Actually, I nearly bought the Crucifix LP Reissue, due to lack of money I didn’t, now I don’t have to. Well, I like Amebix (!!) and Crucifix(!) best, but I’ll spare you the details of why I like what.
I’m at home now, just came back from the University, thought I’m going back there in about two hours. We wrote a multiple-choice test on sociology today which was kind of, well, hard, in a stupid way, the wording was really “vague”. Last Monday we had a sociology socio-psychology test, and next Monday the shittiest one, statistics.
On Saturday, there’s the supposedly biggest neo-nazi/ fascist protest in Germany “democratic” Germany ever, against the crimes commit an exhibition on the crimes commited by the regular army on innocent civilians, participation in the killing of Jews, leftists, partisans etc. Of course I’ll go to the counter-demonstration, I guess it’ll be in the news in Israel, too, so…
Anyway, I haven’t seen the exhibition yet, the atmosphere is very heated, and of course it had to be Munich, once called “Haupstadt der Bewegung” “capital of the movement”, by the nazis.
The different demonstrations have been hunting each other, or the anti-fascists the nazis to be more precise. I guess they’ll clash somewhere, or, which is more likely, the cops will protect the rightwing-demo, cause it’s totally legal, of course, and everyone disturbing or blocking it will be “disturbing the peace”.
Well, now to something completely different, besides that I guess this letter won’t be that long cause it’s more to keep in touch, on top of it I’m tired and in a hurry cause I “want” to do some shit for statistics too.
At the beginning of my university life I met a girl I got along with very well for a short while, opposites attract, but we didn’t find any common ground, except a few negative characteristics. As she won’t talk face to face about her emotions at all, we and I didn’t care anymore, we started to go out of each other’s way mostly, and after a few days she started to do her best to ignore me. Very immature, I think. Anyway, in her way of thinking women can’t drive (except her), girls who have sex w/lots of men are bitches, etc… You can figure out for herself what she expected of a man. The guy she was together with the longest was a cop who called everything he didn’t like gay or queer, “cool”. “Surprising” that that story didn’t work out, though she thinks she’s “alternative”.
Couple of days ago I met an (ex?) punk girl who is with me in sociology. I had noticed her earlier, but we never really talked with each other. So we met at a show, which was kinda inevitable in the long run. She’s been to the Chaos Days 95 and 96, been to various squats, she’ll be 1-2 months on holiday in Berlin in a squat or a “wagon center”, I don’t know what the right term for those is in english.
Taking into account that we’ve only known for two weeks or so, we get along quite well. Her friends, at least those I’ve met, are, well, I don’t think they “qualify” as fashion punks, but they are very styled, bondage trousers, one guy had a bowler had (a “melon” in german) worth 300 DM(!) on, so…
Anyway, as you might guess, she gets fucked up (drunk) on most weekends, like at the Lurkers show last saturday, which is kind a boring for me. The usual problem. Actually, I played with the thought of drinking something, then I didn’t cause I thought I’d just do it to fit into their group or be liked by her. which isn’t a very good reason.
Might be that the main reason why I don’t drink is that I had the wrong attitude towards it, instead of enjoying it, I only wanted to get flat out drunk. We’ll see if I ever change my attitude.
I’m just listening to “Blind Destruction” by Crucifix, which reminds me of the fact that it’s kinda pathetic on what grounds the punk and hc scenes, in all their various branches, can’t stand each other. It’s about style and fashion to such degree, though the majority of the various scenes probably don’t have a clue about the others.
The girl I mentioned, she listens, among others, to Braindance, One Way System, Oxymoron, etc…, lots of stuff among it I’ve never heard about. On the other hand, none of her friends neither she nor most of her friends would know Amebix, Crucifix, Disaffect, etc.
Next month there’s an Oi-show, there’s a group of fascist “skinheads” who have announced that they’ll come, you can guess what happens. Well, though the music might be good, I don’t care ’bout Oi! shows that much, because even the attitude of most “inpolitical” skinheads ain’t isn’t exactly my cup of tea.
My zine is on the freezer, cause I have to rewrite some stuff, especially something on religion, cause I gained some insights into it through two different courses on religion by two different “sociologists”.
Allright, I want to read for an hour before going back to the University, I hope to hear from you after you’ve arrived in Bradford, when you can find the time to answer. I guess it’s the Flat Earth/ 1-in-12 club Bradford, probably better to livethere w/your friend than in H-H. So, try and be a public nuisance, or maybe not,
Take Care
Jani X.
Playlist: Scatha/ “The Tape” (yours), “The other tape” w/one way system, etc./ Turning Point/ Uniform Choice/ NFAA/ Ebola
Reading list: The Last of the hippies…/ The Free/
but mostly I’ve had to study.
“The only difference between men and boys is the price of their toys”, so my father bought a scanner, which maybe I’ll send you one two nice photographs, today I’m too stressed out.
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Living with the boyfriend anywhere not in Bradford was out of question. There was his dole office over there and the council flat he had got just before my arrival. Plus, Israel would’ve been too sunny for him. It would’ve eased his general glum.
I wanted to live in Bradford. Knew fuck all about that miserable place before arriving there – got into the brilliant music that emerged from the smog and curry smells when I was there.
Jani’s first letter is here
paper madeleine 