Dorfpunks Page #4

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You want your photo in

'Sounds' magazine. -Nope.

l want to change society.

ls that another one

of your lame jokes?

Do you always have to take the piss?

We said the band

is the number one thing.

Then you come in with your

Stalin bullshit and ruin everything!

The band's important to me too.

You have no idea what's important...

Hey! Knock it off now.

Sh*t!

Give me your lighter.

Do you take a lot of that stuff?

Which stuff do you mean?

Forget it.

l think l want to be a real musician.

Seriously.

But you are.

Bullshit. A real one.

Hey, we are a real band.

Are we?

l'm serious about this.

l don't know what else l could do.

You want to do it together?

Let's do this together!

-Sure, l'm up for it.

Bye.

What's up with the others?

-No idea.

We have a gig next week,

and who's not here?

You know what? l think...

... l'll go too.

l mean... just guitar and drums,

that seems kind of pointless.

Sorry.

The gig in Kiel is a big deal.

All the bands are there, and the labels

send their A and R guys, too.

But...

We just have to rehearse more.

You know...

'Snowgirl'...

... by 'The Pop Group'.

Like it?

Like it.

Yeah, that's cool.

l almost died the other day.

l almost drowned in the Baltic.

But hey, l'm still here!

lt might sound funny, but...

... l hadn't even noticed!

Dude!

Hey, dude.

So what's the deal?

We wanted to... We said

we'd all meet up this afternoon and

talk things over and then rehearse.

Sid quit.

What?

He's had enough.

He wants to be a writer now.

Or a photographer or something.

Anything but a musician.

But still an artist.

Who cares? We can sing.

You can sing. You have a good voice too.

Our tractor broke down yesterday.

My dad was so angry,

he nearly burned down the farm.

Fliegevogel can sing too.

Want to get drunk later on?

l'm up for it.

Morning, Mr. Pfeil.

Good morning.

Hey, you have a nice day.

Hey.

-Hey.

Hi.

-What's up, dude?

Anyone seen Fliegevogel today?

Nope.

And Gunni?

- He's got a girlfriend now. In Marne.

Hey, a**holes!

-Hey, Fliege!

What's up?

We went to

this f***ing new wave disco yesterday.

We tore it up!

You better come next time...

l know that lame place.

-Who's that?

Patrick.

His dad's a total freak.

He has a motorboat in Neustadt...

Anything you want.

The whole family is wired, dude.

Dope, drinks, sex...

What about our rehearsal?

Yeah, sh*t...

-Sid quit.

That makes everything easier.

Hey, Horni!

Be right there.

What did he just call you?

-Horni.

They thought of it.

l think it's awesome.

So what's the deal?

l don't know...

How about tomorrow?

No!

-Horni!

Come on!

Tonight, then.

How stoned will you be?

Hey, you're not my mom!

Next time, l'll be there.

Then it'll be totally awesome!

Okay?

Next time.

Then l'll lay down an awesome solo!

l'm glad l ran into you.

l'm at my wit's end.

We were supposed to rehearse today,

for the contest. No one showed up,

now it's all falling apart, and...

Shut the f*** up!

lt's just to relax.

lt's your song.

Except with a different instrument.

Do you want to try

playing your song as well?

Yes.

We can nose a duet.

Okay, let's nose something.

That's totally retarded.

Great.

Hey, you two with the sombreros,

you're up.

Hurry up, or the few people

still there will leave too.

How are you doing?

-Fantastic.

How about you?

l'm doing very well.

Come on.

-Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome...

... The Recorders of Death!

BABELFlSCH TRANSLATlONS

Peter Rigney

HOLLAND SUBTlTLlNG

Published 12/10/2013

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