Campingsex
Wolfsburg 1963. Mit Blick auf das VW-Werk wächst Max Müller in dem kleinen Ort Reislingen auf und gründet 1980 die legendäre Punk-Band HONKAS, deren Single noch heute bei Musikliebhabern als Meilenstein der Punkrockmusik gehandelt wird.
Mit seiner Übersiedlung nach Berlin gründet er 1982 die Band CAMPING SEX mit der 1984 die gleichnamige LP ensteht. Konzerte in New York, Montreal und Frankreich geben der Band einen festen Platz in der Musiklandschaft um FLIPPER und SWANS.
Hier noch eine Mail von Eduardo aus Spanien die am besten Campingsex beschreibt:
...it happened five or six years ago. back then i was around 20 years old and i was deep into punk music.
anyway, it was a lazy early morning -around 2 or 3am- and i was watching telly on the sofa at my home. it was a really boring night. i was doing zapping when i saw a programme about berlin made by the catalan channel tv3: in fact, it was a second showing of a 80s documentary about the -back then- new scene of the city. i remember wanting to watch it because i wanted to visit berlin in summertime -i did it years later with a mate, but this is not the case-, and because it seemed really cool, interesting, and it was before the fall of berlin wall. there was small sections about fashion designers, painters, clubs to go... and music -by the way, at that time i had a vhs video and i decided to tape on it, just for fun. but about the music, the documentary showed two live bands that were playing in squats around kreuzberg. i don't remember nothing at all about the first one, but i was so impressed with the second one that i was amazed: that band was camping sex. i think it was a mix of different things that blew me away. at first, the band
looks: there was the guitarist, a
kinda-sinister-looking guy with an extreme jesus & mary chain haircut playing the same notes again and again. then you had the bass player, a blonde thin girl -i guess her head appears on the cover of the
1914 ep- with a psychedelich t-shirt and a blank expression on her face. on the drums you had a bold guy with sunglasses playing drums and watching straight at the camera. and in the front, you had the singer/guitarist singing in a desperate way, between anger, frustration and agony. the mix of all of them, the place and the song -the most true and extreme music i ever heard- were an instant shock to me. it was the perfect music for a nervous breakdown. it was not fast, but it was one thousands more intense than all the bands i heard before... and i liked a lot.
while they were playing, you could feel all the raw energy they give off. they weren't poseurs, they were real and they were honest. as a result, i felt in love immediately with the band. furthermore, i also was so happy because i taped the show on a video! the documentary finnished and i knew i would never listen to the band again... until today. the funniest thing is that during all these years i didn't think about searching in the web for camping sex because i was sure i wouldn't be able to find anything. but i don't know why, yesterday i decided to search for it and it was when i found your web page: i was wrong! so now i'm writing this email...
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