old BLU project in berlin, but the music!

by now probably everyone has seen this little film of BLU contributing to the walls of berlin.
what i can't shake out of my head (and i think i shouldn't) is the amazing song on the background. it's the berliner dj-cum-painter siriusmo , a shy appearance in the local electronic music scene, originally a punk musician, when punk still had a word to spread out. there's no label behind him, but he collaborates with 'der jungs' from modeselektor(moderat) . i never saw any of his works, but he calls painting his job, while music just a hobby with no artistic pretension. it's gets better when he starts lining up the unexpected names of camille or phoenix on which he'd like to remix. on top of that he has a rather kewl one of marlene dietrich's "ich bin von kopf bis fuss auf liebe eingestellt". techno meets romantic, oder? ok, if you're not inlove yet, i should tell you that the man makes music for his bike.his socio-phobia stops him from using public transport so he always rides his bike or walks. he gets ideas on his bike. i'll try getting ideas while listening to his truff on my bike for now on. check out "mein neues fahrrad" and disregard the writing on the screen. i fuck (pardon my French!) on the sound of nature, not on electro :D

oh, the info is fresh from a magazine article that i read last night while not working on my school stuff. today i decided by hazard to download the music from the BLU video forgetting it was siriusmo once again!

hand of a stupid fortune

this year's Romanian Cycling Tour has been marked by a tragic and absurd event, which in my view could have been avoided, with a normal degree of care and awareness. riding his last 50 m of the race, cyclist Razvan Juganaru ran over a 62 year-old man who decided to trake a few lethal steps into the circuit. i can only shrudder at the schock lived by both men......a moment which sent one in a deep coma and consequently to his personal finish-line......and the other, straight to the local police station to inquire about what was obvious.

in the commotion another cyclist was almost ran-over by car, thus finis coronat opis........

what in its essence is a celebration of physical and mental vitality culminated in stupidity and death.

the sour cherries on the commemorative cake are the intricacies of Romanian bureaucracy and judicial system which are complicating the life of the athlete. all in all, let's keep our fingers crossed that he will not end up with a criminal record just because suicidal old men are permitted in the public of badly organized national competitions.

to make things a bit more sininster, this is a photo of prez. BUsh holding his full-suspension TREK bike, with which i am sure he is killing all common sense.

i comment no further, myself being a proud owner of a TREK. oups, found my soft-spot