KSR, the emperor of artist bands is alive and kickin’ beats again. The regal music session was hosted by Klaus Killisch in his Studio Remise in Berlin… stay tune for musical results on this channel soon.
Klaus Killisch, Enkidu rankX & Richard Sylvarnes @ Studio Remise Berlin (photo: Klaus Killisch)
Klaus Killisch: guitar & space
Richard Sylvarnes: textures and beats
Enkidu rankX: synthetics and rhythm
As part of KAISAR some of my (our) work was be shown in Brooklyn
“Serbian Death Polka” screening in Brooklyn 2016
Cat on a Cool Metal Cieling
Kilroy Metal Ceiling (facebook)
283 Greene Avenue, Brooklyn 11238
14th of July (how fitting for a semi French artist-e) 2016
RAUSCH was a great success and I am proud to present this video documentation of this wonderfully complex exhibition. Enjoy…
With: Anke Becker, Ulrike Buhl, DAG, Thomas Draschan, Sabine Herrmann, Klaus Killisch, Jerry Kolwalsky, Susanne Schirdewahn
Sound-installation: Enkidu rankX und Klaus Killisch
Curated by Susanne Schirdewahn
@ Schau Fenster- Das Arty, Berlin (24. Feb -12. March 2017)
I will be presenting new audio work
24.2.2017 – 20 Uhr
Enkidu rankX / Klaus Killisch
in/ebriate part I (Dionysus rising)
in/ebriate part II (Dionysus as victor)
RAUSCH: Mit Anke Becker, Ulrike Buhl, DAG, Thomas Draschan, Sabine Herrmann, Klaus Killisch, Jerry Kowalsky, Susanne Schirdewahn
Vom 24.2.2017 (Vernissage) – 12.3.2017
Der Rausch wird auch akustisch! Mit zwei Uraufführungen feinster Hörkultur!
SAR “King Dumb” music video
Usually I don’t do this; I upload only my own stuff. But this was simply too good. This is a 1984 video by an obscure band called SAR (synthetic aperture radar), don’t know where from and I only know this song. I had this one on cassette tape for quiet a long time and stumbled upon this video, don’t know if it’s official, but in hindsight, this one is quiet amazing. I let you be the judge on their new wavy post punk music, but the lyrics (don’t really understand them all, the singer seems to have caught a sniff) are quiet revelatory. So enjoy this prescient piece of underground pop and soon some more of my own.
And on the Jan 20th, 2017: All hail King Dumb!
static / snow
Driving home from home, that is a peculiar sensation: in limbo. What does home even mean? The place we come from, the place we feel at home now… A dream we’re aspiring perhaps, a home in the future, the past or present. Dwelling place, house, abode, fixed residence, estate, village, region, country, a heart. A drive through the night, sparks fill the air and reflect in snowy tracks, uncomfortable yet homely; I take out my camera and start filming: a moment of peace in a public space, protected by anonymity, by the grace of not knowing myself for an instant.
Since very early on I love xerographies. The grain produced by a FAX or copy machine is just beautiful, sensual to me. Besides evoking a certain Lo-fi punk aesthetic, it still is a tool fitting our age of uninhibited reproduction and copying. What is serial, what a series, what unique, what a multiple, these questions arise instantly when dealing with FAX or copy art.
The following series called “Tempus Fugit” (actually a triptych) deals with issues of time through the evocation of past, present and future. But what are these categories, what do they mean to us limited beings, do they even exist beyond our imagination? I have no answer to that.
“Tempus Fugit” I, II & III, xerography, 2016, 29,7 x 42 cm
PS: I made a quick and dirty piece of music to go along 😉
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Well friends, let me take you to the dark side of eastern Europe propaganda folk. This is KAISAR’s new music video clip called “Serbian Death Polka”.
Speaking of found footage, this really is a find. An old (Serbian?) VHS tape, mixed together porn (the nasty kind of) and a Serbian nationalist propaganda music video, I did not hesitate a spilt second. The song praises Radovan Karadžic whom, let me remind you, is responsible for tens of thousands of barbaric killings – if you like (and have a good day) try googleling Srebrenica, it will ruin that day for good, so be warned.
The musical track is provided by an Serbian polkaganda trio of unknown identity or status (maybe the crowd can clear that up) and reworked by KAISAR who are:
This is my new music video clip for MK_ultra’s song “Uncanny Valley”. Beware, it is NSFW though not pornographic. It’s porn-art 😉
I have to admit, I love the idea of resolution. As a technical boundary, as metaphor, as philosophical construct maybe… Resolution is the final frontier with the advent of 4K and all, yet that does not satisfy me at all. One of the last movies to move me was an old 16mm projection of Peter Joachim Holz’s movie “Motivbesichtigung. Ansichten zu Leben und Tod des Dichters Uwe Greßmann.”. It was just grainy handheld material; mostly shots of the city with a lyrical voiceover but it touched me deep inside… So I guess all technical achievement is no substitute for a good story or an interesting idea.
This is not my first attempt of derezzing pornographic material (as a symbol for the degradation of the female body and soul in modern day capitalism and such…), you can find more stuff if you dig around here… I call it porn-art.
Here is some Work I did with the MOMA. Their official music video “ALIVE”.
It was quiet a ride, and it was fun, shooting on Friedrichstraße during Karneval der Kulturen yet nobody gave a damn… guess that’s why I still love Berlin. So much freedom and creative potential… So enjoy and share if you care.
You can find out more about MOMA here:
Feeling quiet creative at the moment, so here is my new music video clip for MK_ultra called “Keep The Lights On”.
The source material was taken from within the Prelinger Archives, such a delightful source… must say I love Archive.Org. “Keep The Lights On” is obviously a song about fear and isolation (recurring themes of my work altogether) and I believe it needs no further explanation…
I have allways been fascinated by pornography and what it says about the world we live in. These films (used in the clip) where produces ca. 1950/60 and there is a charm, an innocence to them, that can’t be found in modern day erotica. Like all and everything these days, sex (and the depiction of it) has become an industry and where there is industry, there can’t be beauty (IMHO).