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EXBERLINER Issue 163, September 2017

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WHAT’S ON — Music<br />

Editor’s Choice<br />

What’s poppin’?<br />

Is pop the new black in Berlin? Time to re-evaluate the onetime<br />

musical bogeyman. By Michael Hoh<br />

Lollapalooza<br />

MUSIC NEWS<br />

Mucking around<br />

They might not be<br />

teens anymore, but<br />

the oh-so-cute Berliner<br />

garage/funpunk<br />

outfit Chuckamuck<br />

(see page 47)<br />

remains a reliable<br />

source of teenage<br />

anger. Their selftitled<br />

third album<br />

(Staatsakt) comes out<br />

Sep 1, with a release<br />

party at Bi Nuu on<br />

Sep 23.<br />

Greetings from<br />

Köpenick<br />

Sticking to his<br />

trademark formula of<br />

minimalist beats and<br />

feisty rap lyrics oozing<br />

heaps of Köpenick<br />

charm, braided blonde<br />

Romano’s second<br />

album Copyshop<br />

(Vertigo) hits shelves<br />

on Sep 8.<br />

Remember when “pop” was a<br />

dirty word? Back in the 1980s<br />

and 90s, when we still had<br />

kings and queens of the genre, it was<br />

synonymous with the lowest common<br />

denominator – the evil, commercial<br />

and mindless nonsense you’d hear on<br />

the radio in your parents’ kitchen. Of<br />

course, that hadn’t always been the<br />

case. If you go even further back, pop,<br />

together with rock music, was the<br />

outlet of a rebellious counter-cultural<br />

movement of the 1950s before Andy<br />

Warhol had a go at it in the 1960s.<br />

Very early on, The Drums played<br />

with that ambiguity. The New<br />

York-based band bridged the gap<br />

between ageing jukeboxes and glittery<br />

synth sounds, giving birth to<br />

the bastard child of surf pop, greasy<br />

ballads and melancholic post-punk.<br />

Lines like “Oh mama, I wanna go<br />

surfing/Oh mama, I don’t care about<br />

nothing” or “Everybody’s gotta love<br />

someone/but I just wanna love you,<br />

dear” inevitably evoked references<br />

to the empty sunshine phrasing of<br />

the Beach Boys and the sticky US<br />

tearjerkers of the 1950s.<br />

There have been times when pop,<br />

in its shiny mainstream bubble, tried<br />

to harness its commercial power<br />

to reach the public politically, but<br />

the funny thing was – no one cared,<br />

and the message was lost. It didn’t<br />

matter if Michael Jackson wept over<br />

dead trees and protested against rac-<br />

ism, or if he simply sang about vegetables.<br />

His songs were just too darn<br />

catchy to notice the words. So, why<br />

not lose words all together? Moderat<br />

did, for the most part, and with great<br />

success. Sigur Rós invented a new<br />

language, and Elizabeth Fraser appears<br />

to sing mostly gibberish on all<br />

Cocteau Twins albums. So, does pop<br />

just care about empty phrases and<br />

catchy synthesizing? Apparently so.<br />

After “Kebab-Träume” and “Der Mussolini”,<br />

DAF, the so-called godfathers<br />

of techno and EBM, charted once at<br />

number 47 around 30 years ago with<br />

a song called “Voulez-vous coucher<br />

avec moi?” Why not...<br />

Lollapalooza, Berlin’s biggest<br />

outdoor festival and the mother of all<br />

festival franchises, couldn’t care less<br />

about a pop label. Despite its commercial<br />

success, it still is promoted<br />

as a haven of alternative culture<br />

– never mind that the Foo Fighters<br />

are about as mainstream as it gets.<br />

Tori Amos, who’s probably the most<br />

famous of the solo artists playing this<br />

month, also still gets the “alternative”<br />

boot at the Grammys, which<br />

she hasn’t won to this day. Just being<br />

nominated must’ve helped her album<br />

sales skyrocket – into pop heaven?<br />

If pop is determined by what sells<br />

best, then we wouldn’t need another<br />

Preis für Popkultur. We have the German<br />

Echo music prize for that. From<br />

the start, the Preis für Popkultur<br />

wanted to be seen as a counter-reaction<br />

to that Helene Fischer adulation<br />

gala. However, if you look at this<br />

year’s shortlist, chosen by a jury you<br />

can also be part of if you work in<br />

music and invest a €60 Vereinsgebühr,<br />

the outcome is rather same-y in all<br />

the 12 categories. Or maybe Casper<br />

and Beatsteaks are all Germany has<br />

to offer? What’s striking, though,<br />

is that in contrast to the Echo, the<br />

Preis für Popkultur, along with last<br />

month’s Pop-Kultur festival, are not<br />

indicators of the current state of pop<br />

culture (oh, the outrage when racist<br />

band Frei.Wild won an Echo), but<br />

factors that try to tame it and shape<br />

it to their liking... and there’s no reason<br />

why they shouldn’t or couldn’t.<br />

It’s just “pop”. It appeals to everyone<br />

because it says absolutely nothing. ■<br />

Moderat Sep 2, 19:30 Wuhlheide, Oberschöneweide | Preis für Popkultur<br />

Sep 8, 20:00 Tempodrom, Mitte | Lollapalooza Berlin Sep 9-10 Rennbahn<br />

Hoppegarten, Karlshorst | The Drums Sep 28, 21:00 Lido, Kreuzberg<br />

| Tori Amos Sep 29, 20:00 Tempodrom | DAF Sep 30, 21:00 Astra<br />

Kulturhaus, Friedrichshain<br />

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<strong>EXBERLINER</strong> <strong>163</strong>

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