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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