Unebehagen!

Oh my fucking god.

I found it!

I finally fucking found it.

Unebehagen. Une be fucking hagen.  Nina Hagen Band's Unebehagen from 1979.

There is really no way for me to express how important Nina Hagen was to me in high school. My hero. My sword. My ray of light. My way out. A rasta-demon goddess from East Berlin or outer space with orange hair and an operatic voice and satanic growls. Perhaps it was the orangeness of it all that got me.

Unbehagen. “Discomfort” I think, in German. So perfect.

Tonight I was watching Nina Hagen videos on You Tube. This was provoked by a brand new German TV commercial for a TiVo like device featuring Nina. This popped up on Facebook today. Nina sent it to me because we are friends. Old friends.

So as I said, I am lying in bed, with my i-Pad, watching You Tube videos of Nina. I scroll down and I see it. The orange hair....the cover of the holy grail of lost vinyl. Could it be? Unebehagen? Could it be? Instead of hearing Nina, I hear something else in my head. It’s OK, it works.

The video.  It’s African Reggae. Holy shit. Holy shit. My hands are shaking. I click. It starts.

I remember every grunt, every growl. I remember everything.  I am giggling like a fool. I cannot tell you how happy this makes me. No need to speak. Or type. Just listen….but keep in mind, no one on earth, or anywhere else, had heard anything like this before. Or since. Watch the little timer on your You Tube browser. At exactly 4:22 hit pause. Close your eyes. Bow your head. Now hit play. You are not worthy, but listen anyway. You will astrally project off this planet now. Yes, you know that you are in presense of the universal greatness don't you? Get on your knees.

I think I can just pretty much die right now.

Wait. No. It can’t be. There’s the other one. It can’t be can it?

Herrmann? Herrmann, that I used to play in my college dorm room as loud as possible to freak out the Christian students? Don’t judge Herrmann too quickly. Just wait. Just wait. At 3:30 we leave this dimension. Just wait. You have no idea. Turn it up. Real loud. This is the most brilliant song ever in the history of the world. If you are 17. Maybe if you are 47.

I am so totally and completely fulfilled.

I go back to the You Tube menu and see another photo of Nina. This is do not recognise. Not Unbehagen, but the picture tells me all I need to know.

It was fate that I loved her. 

Interesting song, kind of a Bella Lugosi Is Dead Is Dead Is Dead Bauhaus thing. Great fun. Really great fun.

OK, that is all for tonight. I shall leave you with this.








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