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Happy New Year dear friends!
I have the great pleasure to inform you that I just found an old cassette tape in my desk drawer. It's not just any other random cassette tape because it contains the only IFA song I've contributed to. I'm actually the singer!
It all started at an extremely cold winter day back in 1985 when I was about to serve myself a wonderful dinner. Kassler was on the menu. I was really starving during this period, always hungry to the extreme and many of you just cannot believe it. I hadn't started my cucumber and margarine diet yet and was completely into Kassler. And that is quite typical because just at that very moment when you really want something, things tend to go the other way around.
I stood there in my kitchen and all of a sudden that little tasty piece of smoked pork was not to be found. It was completely gone!
My despair knew no bounds, I screamed out my undisguised horror so loudly that the neighbors changed the batteries in their flashlights and called the Feuerwehr (112) the Volkspolizei (110) and the Rotes Kreutz (115).
- WO IST MEIN KASSLER?
Tante Görbel on third floor threw her front door wide open, thumbled down the stairs and gave me an ointment which (she said) was the best cure against violent outbursts of anger. Her otherwise very furious German Shepherd was so horrified because of my screaming that it ran away and hid in a derelicted alley that did not smell very good afterwards. So now you all good people out there know exactly how horrifying my outcry really was.
The Volkspolizei showed up and together we started to search the entire area for pork-related meat products. After som hours we found the Kassler under my dinner table and everything went back to normal. Lenin sagt danke im Himmel!
I decided to write a song about this very challenging episode in my otherwise calm and peaceful life which nevertheless ended happily thanks to my socialistic privilege living in a country full of comrades everywhere. Well, my life didn't end there, it was the troublesome episode with the Kassler that ended there. Sorry for the misdirection.
I immediately called Heinz and Rolf and asked them to help me record the song. "Write it down and send it to a person you don't want to see again," said Rolf. "There are too many blue notes in it and I can only play red notes," said Heinz. "In addition, it goes in E and we have run out of notes in that scale. Transpose it into F flat or D double sharp and we can try to record it".
And the rest is history. Please take care of your food, all Kassler friends out there!
Your extremely good friend and always available companion,
Günther Raubschaentze