Straftanz is dead. It died at Resistanz on Good Friday 2014. Western theology generally supports the notion that what dies on Good Friday will come out of some hole on Easter Sunday for some dramatic intervention.
Due to recent events we will need to do this with somewhat reduced personnel, as Kai is very likely tied up for reasons of safety and security. We are confident that our countless members will help us to fill a stage once more.
Straftanz will intervene once again in a boundary dissolving, once in a lifetime performance. We do not know either what exactly this means, however what we can say for sure is that something will appear from aforementioned hole and will intervene dramatically
Poetry Slam
WE NEEDED A FUCKING BREAK.
ONE YEAR OF ISOLATION
Thank you.
Five more hours of 2020 and I couldn’t care less.
I will still write something about the past twelve months because celebrating new years is so deeply engrained in us and also because we’re in these darkest days of the year when we know for a fact that the days are getting longer and the light is coming back, even though we see little evidence for that in our everyday life.
For me 2020 was a good year. Crazy statement, right? Travels cancelled, shows cancelled, office cancelled, daily commute cancelled, social life cancelled, summer vacation cancelled.
So we cocooned, still hanging in the web of 24h newscasting, and it’s still upon us to decide on whether this is Chrysalis or whether we became somespider’s healthy snack.
I learned: My negative biases towards people are based on observable facts, no matter if it is about their neglect towards the wellbeing of their fellow humans, their misuse of power and position, their unwillingness to make even the slightest contribution to a common good as soon as they feel (not know!) that they are taking some sort of a disadvantage from that or ultimately that they will blame others rather than changing themselves in the slightest. I learned there is nothing that I can do about that.
I learned: My positive biases towards people are based on observable facts, no matter if it’s about people’s general willingness to learn, their strong wish to understand and to trust each other, their ability to accept even when they can’t understand. People are well capable to give their best when just the slightest change in their environment nudges them into growth. I learned that it is in mine and in anyone’s power to makes these changes.
All of the above is true at the same time, yet whenever I focused on the first set of learnings I felt powerless, weak and hurt. Whenever I focused on the second set of learnings I felt I had purpose, strength and happiness within my reach.
Don’t get this wrong. I am far away from selling you some law of attraction bullshit. I know how hard this year was on most of us, how someone without my background, privilege and luck will be impeded in ways unimaginable to most of us reading this. I know the potential weight of demons sitting on our chests when we are just trying to get up and still:
I believe it is this, that will make the better part of the decision of wether the cocoon we live in is made to keep us a fresh snack for the spiders or whether this is Chrysalis. The best possible new years’ resolution is implied.
Tonight I’d like to thank everyone that continuously helped me to focus on the stuff that makes me feel purpose- and powerful.
X. More than anything else. Swami Sami. Krischna Eric Wesenberg. Kai. Hilger. Damien Horst. Weinkeller Meike. Barbz Black. Hannes. Jenthe. Vince. Leya. D. Bob. Holgraaaaa. Neen. Esme. Tim. Luke. Kate. Cathrin. Kevin. Ryan. Veeeeeee. Adrian. Kate. The Lord. Riam. Jannis. Simon. Countess. Ollie. Elena. Mark. Matt. Emma. Danny. Torrie. Irina. Elsa. The ghosts of Ghost City. 920 Twitch followers and You.
Harder.
Two weeks ago my beloved leader, NRW Ministerpräsident Armin Laschet, called us to take action to deliver:
The HARDEST CHRISTMAS post war generations ever experienced.
Two weeks ago I pledged to pump the bass louder, to christmas harder than anyone ever christmassed. To bury myself under mail order packages, to eat till I puke, to consume till I’m broke, to escalate the season of neighbourly love like never before.
At home. Alone.
Sadly even 2 weeks later Armin Laschet didn’t take much action on his own, his ridiculous statement is still a joke and today he rambled on television about parents needing to decide on weather they wanna send their kids to school on Monday. Since beloved leader Laschet isn’t doing much leadership I guess it’s upon us.
Do what we do and stay the fuck at home and christmas harder. Here is the Agenda:
- Christmas home-drinking and witch house session on Friday, 25th of December
- ISOLATION RAVE XXX, Saturday, 26th of December
- Kworks Birthday Party, Sunday, 27th of December
-jl
One must always be drunk.
What a Night. Never before did we get as many people dancing and being utterly uncool on our Zoom Channel as yesterday. You crazy people made us go for an almost 6h set. – This is a record that won’t be broken in a long time I guess, or I’ll be broken.
So here we are. The days are getting shorter, the weather’s getting colder, and the infection rates are getting higher. More and more restrictions and lockdowns are popping up. Many of us are stuck at home again, but at least we see we are still going strong. One question remains:
What do with Halloween?
We obviously can’t meet up in person at a costume party, the good bars are closed etc. Since we wanna go all festive anyway, we’ll tag along with our friend Sami’s excellent idea to at least run a big and stylish online event, promoting the streamers on our discord server over at Ghost City. We asked ourselves what we could do to make a meaningful contribution to this enterprise? Obviously we would:
Help people pretend their alcoholism is a real hobby.
With the help of our south german comrade Barbz Black we tested and optimised four cocktail recipes. These drinks seem really sophisticated yet are really easy to make. Start cooking your own syrups and you will soon find that your alcoholism suddenly looks like a real hobby to friends and family.
We offer you four drinks, three orbiting the freshness of apple cider and one that sort of stands alone in screen of smoke.
In all four recipes we are using syrups. You should make them yourself. It’s easy. Making them works like this: mix equal parts sugar and water and let it simmer at low temperatures for at least 20min with a flavour of your choice. Here are the syrups we made last week:
Syrup.
Cinnamon Syrup: 300g Raw Cane Sugar 300g Water 4-5 cinnamon sticks Apple Syrup: 300g Raw Cane Sugar 300g Water 1 small apple, finely chopped. Pear Syrup: 300g Raw Cane Sugar 300g Water 1 small pear, finely chopped. Put ingredients in small pan. Simmer for at least 20 min. Rinse through sieve in a bottle. Adding a sip of vodka might extend shelf life. You get the idea, right?

Come drink with us.
So now that we know what we are talking about, here is the Quarantini Vault with our first four sexy recipes deliciously performed by Barbz Black. Check out these recipes below.
Not from the West.
3cl Dark Rum – We used Pampero Aniversario
3cl Vermut Rojo – We went for for Lustau’s delicious offering
1cl Cinnamon Syrup – you can get some in the store, but we made ours ourselves
Cider to top up.
Without further ado, watch Barbz Black perform this:
Not from the East.
3cl Kentucky Bourbon – We went for Maker’s Mark
3cl Vermut Rojo – there is a lot of vermouth around but Lustau is making ours.
1cl Apple Syrup – Scroll up to see how to make it.
Cider to top up.
Action speaks louder than words; watch Barbz Black perform this:
From no expected house
3cl Grand Marnier – We could go for a different Cognac or the like and perhaps sweeten with a syrup, but let’s face the rounded sweetness of Grand Marnier – enjoy, it’s brilliant – and refrain from trying to reinvent the wheel.
3cl Vermut Rojo – there is a lot of vermouth around but Lustau is making ours.
Cider to top up.
Watch Barbz Black carefully when when she performs this drink:
Enough of because!
3cl Bourbon – Seriously, a Rye will do too. But Bourbon is cheap and abundant. We went for Maker’s Mark.
3cl Vermut Rojo – You know we really like Lustau.
1cl Grade A dark Maple Syrup
Cinnamon and Cloves
Fire
Orange Zest
If you have no idea how to use a blowtorch, ask an adult for help. Again, watch Barbz Black so you may do this as elegantly:
We hope to see you on Saturday at our Halloween Party. More info on that throughout the week.
Until then,
Kpt. Joylove and the Witch.
We played the biggest industrial show in recorded history.
Hi. Today at 10:55 we played the biggest industrial show in recorded history to millions of unsuspecting listeners, utilising the German national emergency signaling system. With the combined force of hundreds of sirens installed all over Germany, the drop could be heard in the whole of the country.

The dullard will say: “But that ain’t real!” We ask: What is so important about that reality you think you share with others not brighter than yourself? Whom does it help? What wrong does it heal? In this year 2020 we make a national emergency signal test into a rave party because we have no other choice. We heard frightened people ask: “Why do they have to trigger alarms in a year where everyone is on edge already?”
We answer: because 2020 is not exceptional. You remember when these people whined about their favorite actor dying in 2016 and blamed the year, mecury retrograde or whatever other shit they could find. Here is your reality: It’s getting worse. Earth will heat up. Pandemics will become more frequent and likely in your lifetime you will wish for this one back. This was expected.
We may need these sirens in working order because we know what’s coming.
What we need more than the sirens though is the will to make something from nothing and the resilience to go on. As long as we have a choice we must not make the dullard’s reality ours.
Do not cling to your normal. Move forward into the darkness with chaos in your heart so we still have hope for the birth of dancing stars.
-jl/kwork kawaii
20 years of ISOLATION RAVE.
X escaped curfew city Antwerp and we’re hanging in here together again. Mikoku helped out with cocktail designs from an undisclosed location in Bavaria, we will pick up the booze to cast our new Pineapple Quarantini into material reality.
Since the recipe requires frozen pineapple we sacrificed a fruit this week. The sexual tension was unbearable. See video above.
We party like it’s 1999, the year before the crisis hit.
Set went pretty well, X played most of it. We uploaded it to mixcloud again so you you can listen once more. Set was so good it triggered our cactus to bloom. True fact.