OHM - KOOKOO
there is no pilot...
We are about to attempt a crash landing ...
put your head on your knees ...
put your hands on your head ...
put your hands on your hips!
We are all going down, together ...
They don\'t call it techno. They call it social music. Togetherness is the driving force for GEBRÜDER TEICHMANN and their extremely versatile activities. In the minds of Andi and Hannes Teichmann, music is a playground, a network of interdependent improvised DIY scenes.
Their approach turns a club or a concert venue into a meeting ground, forming a temporary space for shared ear-opening experiences. In Berlin alone, you can list Suicide Circus, Staatsoper, Berghain and Hamburger Bahnhof as places where GEBRÜDER TEICHMANN allowed for this kind of exchange to happen. But their vision is a global one: establishing grassroots connections from Pakistan to Angola, Sri Lanka to Mexico, taking in influences from Chicago house to contemporary music and electro-acoustic experiments. Noland—the name of the Teichmann\'s label couldn\'t reflect this approach any better.
The music of GEBRÜDER TEICHMANN is a force that\'s never stable, but defined by dynamism. After many appearances in improvised and contemporary music circles, the show at KOOKOO marks a return to their club roots. Their DJ sets reflect social and sonic relations, resonating experiences over continents and traditions. They push borders, are always in the making, never finished, never done. Between the two of them and their communication with the audience, the Teichmanns prefer anarchic motion over pilots.
CARLY FISCHER, on her flyer artwork, visualises responsibility in case of emergency. Is there anyone on the line on the other side of that radio device?
Fine artist YUKIHIRO TAGUCHI will also deal with this metaphor for decentralised control and accountability.
MIEKO SUZUKI and ARA, your Kookoo hosts, will join in, keeping in mind the solution offered by Laurie Anderson in her song From the Air, in the face of a rather disastrous situation:
... jump out of the plane ... there is no pilot ... you are not alone.
We are about to attempt a crash landing ...
put your head on your knees ...
put your hands on your head ...
put your hands on your hips!
We are all going down, together ...
They don\'t call it techno. They call it social music. Togetherness is the driving force for GEBRÜDER TEICHMANN and their extremely versatile activities. In the minds of Andi and Hannes Teichmann, music is a playground, a network of interdependent improvised DIY scenes.
Their approach turns a club or a concert venue into a meeting ground, forming a temporary space for shared ear-opening experiences. In Berlin alone, you can list Suicide Circus, Staatsoper, Berghain and Hamburger Bahnhof as places where GEBRÜDER TEICHMANN allowed for this kind of exchange to happen. But their vision is a global one: establishing grassroots connections from Pakistan to Angola, Sri Lanka to Mexico, taking in influences from Chicago house to contemporary music and electro-acoustic experiments. Noland—the name of the Teichmann\'s label couldn\'t reflect this approach any better.
The music of GEBRÜDER TEICHMANN is a force that\'s never stable, but defined by dynamism. After many appearances in improvised and contemporary music circles, the show at KOOKOO marks a return to their club roots. Their DJ sets reflect social and sonic relations, resonating experiences over continents and traditions. They push borders, are always in the making, never finished, never done. Between the two of them and their communication with the audience, the Teichmanns prefer anarchic motion over pilots.
CARLY FISCHER, on her flyer artwork, visualises responsibility in case of emergency. Is there anyone on the line on the other side of that radio device?
Fine artist YUKIHIRO TAGUCHI will also deal with this metaphor for decentralised control and accountability.
MIEKO SUZUKI and ARA, your Kookoo hosts, will join in, keeping in mind the solution offered by Laurie Anderson in her song From the Air, in the face of a rather disastrous situation:
... jump out of the plane ... there is no pilot ... you are not alone.
