Clark Nova.
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| From the Lolita Bar in Kassel to the seedier corners of Kreutzberg comes a new man in black, searching for a fresh (sub)urban crossroads. The Lo-Fi Blues of Mr. Clark Nova are best heard in the early hours with a straight Jack on the rocks and the devil in a blue dress at your side. Streams of semi-consciousness pummelled out on an old type-writer and set to the scraping of strings, a cockroach dancing on the piano wires and air bubbling up in the radiator whist the traffic hums down on Wiener Strasse. Whether alone or with the Clark Nova Five (there's three of them), these are songs from the edge of the crowd, a dark-honed outsider's perspective on a world that appears even crazier than his own demeanour. A random quote from the man's journals reads "forgot to take a tape with me and so we had to turn the radio on. saw a car dying and bought a subway-ticket from a drunkard, which is not legal. we had to hide from the cameras on the ceiling. found a pleasant place at rummelsburger see where it would be nice to have a beer at. had some strange meetings. just ran out of cigarettes, am smoking the last one" - which is as good a description as any. Production is not an option, take a meander down lonely street awhile. |
See also www.lofiblues.com
Contact clark@lofiblues.com
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