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Sprengung der Fliegerbombe / Schwabing, München / 28.8.2012 from Simon Aschenbrenner on Vimeo.
A big old World War II bomb went off in Munich yesterday evening. It was a controlled explosion. A large section of the city had been closed down, people had been evacuated and the university canteen was serving rigatoni in tomato sauce to the people who had suddenly found themselves without a home. The mood just before the explosion was very odd; it has started to rain a little, it was quite windy and, just to remind us all that the summer has really gone, it had already turned dark. People were muttering about the bomb and were discussing if we would be able to hear the explosion from this side of the city. The bomb went off but I missed it because I had popped inside to go to the toilet.
They had cleaned it before they finally blew it up.
There’s a bridge, not far from here, that helps me get from one side of the river to the other. The water it crosses is a deep green colour, unless it has been raining up in the Alps, then it is a muddy Thames brown. I like standing on that bridge. It could actually be my favourite spot in Munich. In the summer, the lush green of the banks of the river Isar clash with the Bavarian sky and about this time of year, when the trees are slowly turning, I always get a sense of something close to a perfect autumn.
I go there to have a think. I go there to review my day, my week or my month. I’ve been standing on that bridge quite a lot during the last four months.
|Henry Cooke and Teddy Ruxpin
As you all may know I have been playing around with strange bot things for a while now. You know those weavr things. Well a couple of us having been hanging out in a corner of the Internet that looks remarkably like skype but is in fact a place where we bang around ideas and develop stuff. Most people call these places skype group chats but we call this place The Phactory Bar.
Now, one evening somebody suggested that it would be lovely to have a virtual character in the bar. Then we went to bed. When we woke up Henry Cooke had made one. That’s how The Landlord was born. So now we can order drinks, snacks, music and much much more from this fictional character. Over the course of the last couple of months The Landlord has developed into a multi-channel fictional character that is basically an in joke taken a little too far. At some point someone suggested that it would be lovely to give The Landlord a voice and twenty minutes later Shardcore wired him up some vocal chords. One thing led to another and The Landlord had his own pirate radio station called landy.fm that plays botstep 24 / 7 (assuming that Shardcore’s cleaning lady doesn’t unplug the power supply).
Landy.fm also has traffic reports, horoscopes, adverts and something really odd called algo chat. It’s all automagically generated and it’s mental.
Then someone thought it would be fun to stick the radio station up the bum of a Teddy Ruxpin. Povey bought the teddy, Cooke did something to it and Shardcore made the magic happen. Satan just sits there giggling.
We will all be talking about The Landlord, The Phactory Bar and The Tiny Web at this year’s Campus Party in Berlin so if you’re around pop on by and say hello. Seriously.
I was asked to come and wave my hands around a bit and talk some about stories and characters by the lovely chaps and Scholz & Friends. Here it is.