This is pretty sweet. From the YouTube link:
"Only 5 yrs and 8 mo, Cornelia is helping her older brother and sister to record one of their favorite songs. Rammstein has some amazing compositions, likeable to younger kids too.
Children Medieval Band:
Stefan (10) - vocal, guitar, violin
Olga (8) - keyboard
Cornelia (5) - drum, harp"
More weirdness in my sidebar, but at least this time there's no Jesus.
Rammstein is on the road again, and they've got a new video that starts out sugar sweet but descends into darkness and mayhem. Wanton women, fire eaters, acrobats and jokers are the usual suspects, but frontman Till Lindemann takes it all one inevitable step further with his tonsorial homage to Simon "Schlitzie" Metz.
Something that appeared in my sidebar recently.
Ticketmaster, Student Union, University of Calgary
I never know what to do with old concert tickets, so I sewed the 'Rammstein in Madison Square Garden' ticket into a book and then painted over most of it.
Image inspired by this previous painting, and a small detail in this previous drawing.
In this wide beautiful world there are a few pubs named The Slaughtered Lamb, but the one we went to on the evening of December 10 was in New York.
Nice, spooky decor, a waitress with bountiful boobies, a dungeon, a wax statue of a werewolf attacking a buxom lady, and pretty decent shepherd's pie, but the scariest thing we saw there was the crowd of Rammstein fans who were using it as a meet-up for pre-concert Freaking Out About Rammstein.
We ran.
The Slaughtered Lamb Pub
182 W 4th St
(between Barrow St & Jones St)
New York, NY 10014
Neighborhood: West Village
Even in the nosebleed seats you could feel the fire.
It started with a photo of a rock star wearing a scarf, and through a prime example of internet thread drift, became a debate about the rights of homophobes to feel comfortable and safe online, in their fantasies, and in the real world.
A photo of Till Lindemann (Rammstein’s front man) was posted on a fan forum, eliciting the usual fan girl squee and dissection. A couple of people (one of whom is the creator of the forum) complained that his scarf looked “gay”, which led a couple of other people to say, so what? A few days went by, and several pictures of Till at a party with young ladies surfaced, which prompted the first scarf critic to breathe a sigh of relief that he was looking at a female, and that the “gay issue” made her uncomfortable. At which point I helpfully pointed out that the word she was looking for is “homophobia”.
And then the battle began. And it went on, and on, and on.
What I have learned from the Great Scarf War: Most women are terrible drivers. Gay rights are “flavour of the month”. It’s really too bad those gays have taken over rainbows. I am a cupcake, an avenging angel, and a member of 'the “politically correctness” police'. Not all Sicilians are members of the Mafia. A gay celebrity is not as much fun for fangirls to fantasize about as a straight celebrity. Immigration law in Arizona is a good thing. Darn those Muslims. No one likes an eye-rolling emoticon. Dancing and thrusting your pelvis in a gay pride parade is a no no. Dancing and thrusting your pelvis in a Mardi Gras parade is ok. Dancing and thrusting your pelvis at Madison Square Garden is made of WIN.
