2007. Discoteca Flaming Star. DISCOTECA FALMING STAR (audio - transcription)




I pity the young fascists,

and the old ones, whom I consider forms

of the most horrible evil, I oppose

only with the violence of reason.


I hate people removing the dust from houses. They make my world unbearable.

I hate translations from French, which notoriously loses its flavour in translation.

I hate people saying “I was meant to be a ballet dancer,” while running a pig farm.

I hate not knowing whether a non-smoker, not smoking is a smoker or a non smoker.

I hate those who always know where they are.

I hate people dying a natural death;  I paid to much for them.

I hate knowledge; it cherishes hope.

I hate Women; They get on my nerves.

I hate Men; They irritate me.

I hate Actresses; they get on my nerves.

I hate Relatives; They cramp my style.

I hate order; it cheats on the apokalypse.

I hate Slackers; They get on my nerves.

I hate Bohemians; They shatter my morale.

I hate the Office; It cuts in on my social life.

I hate Actors; They ruin my evenings.

I hate Bores; They take the joy out of my life.

I hate the Drama; It cuts in on my sleep.

I hate Parties; They bring out the worst in me.

I hate Movies; They lower my vitality.

I hate Books; They tire my eyes.

I hate fat corpses; they have no ghosts.

I hate rich people; they are in my way.

I hate the Younger Set; They harden my arteries.

I hate Summer Resorts; They ruin my vacation.

I hate wash; it’s the beginning of dictatorship, without wash no hitler.

I hate the tongues of  the slanderer, they poison my kitchen.

I hate Wives; Too many people have them.

I hate Husbands; They narrow my scope.

I hate College Boys; They get under my feet.

I hate praise; its brutal and an obligation.

I hate people without gardens; they water my weed.

I hate people who do not bath their frogs; they dry my politics.

I hate readers; they read so that a lot might stick in their minds.

I hate charts; they make me dissappear.

I hate fences, they all look the same.

I hate newspapers, they pretend to have a lot to say.

I hate interviewers, they always want to know what my opinion is.

I hate the internet, it brings out all the boredom in me.

I hate schools, they are full of children.

I hate security, it speaks all the time.

I hate professors, the all want to teach me something.

I hate cosmetic products, the oversize my luggage.

I hate illegal sellers, they get in my way.

I hate tourists, they narrow my scope.

I hate the future, it is too based on promises.

I hate investors, the constantly need new markets.

I hate the rain, it washes my make up away.

I hate militars, the move too constantly.

I hate diagrams, the insist on relationships.

I hate buses, they let me wait.

I hate exhibitions, they tyre my feet.

I hate restaurants, they smell like candles.

I hate buildings, they are too big.

I hate speculants, they want my interest.

I hate the suburbs, they miss the center.

I hate the subway, it darkness my perspectives.

I hate cakes, they enlarge my size.

I hate boutiques, they are not able to protect their maniquies.

I hate bars, they bring out my lust.

I hate dogs, their smell is too strong.

I hate the police, they insist on being in movies.

I hate cars, they make me look out of 6 windows.

I hate menus, they make me confused.

I hate graffities, they all look the same.

I hate politicians, they narrow my scope.

I hate growth; it’s too vulgar.

I hate wonders; they freeze my possibilities.

I hate chewinggum; it brings out my contempt for others.

I hate stars; they do not smell.


Inspiriert durch:

Dorothy Parker “Hate Verses”
W.G. Sebald “Die Ausgewanderten”
Virginia Woolf “Orlando”
Albert Camus “Die Pest”
Quentin Crisp “The Wit and Wisdom of Quentin Crisp”
Karl Valentin
Jack Smith “Wait for me at the bottom of the pool”
Pasolini “I work all day…”
W.G. Sebald “Die Ringe des Saturn”
Jeanne d’Arc “Der Prozess der Jeanne d’Arc”
Drehbuch zu “Jeanne d’Arc” von Joseph Delteil und C.Th. Dreyer
Mary Shelley “Frankenstein”
Guy Debord, preface to “Jorn / Le jardin d’Albisola”
Das Bilderbuch vom Karl Valentin
Ingeborg Bachmann “Malina”
Ostermayer/Phettberg “Hermes Phettberg räumt seine Wohnung zamm”
Franzobel “Phettberg”
Gregg Bordowitz “The AIDS crisis is ridiculous and other writings”
Avery F. Gordon “Ghostly Matters”
Estrella de Diego “Travesias por la incertidumbre”
Yvonne Rainer “Feelings are facts”

Zweite Wahl:

I hate those who apply the rules established by previous successes by others.

I hate women dressing like women while they are with men.

I hate destiny with its it little jokes. It makes me throw up with its stupid  cheerfullness.

I hate comfortableness; it produces recidivists.

I hate societies made by and for creatures who, when they are not grim and depressing are utter bores.

I hate computers, they tyre my wrists.

I  hate smiles, I do not bear to see all those teeth.

I hate risk, it makes me feel desea.

I hate cellphone ring tones, they get on my nerves.

I hate cities, they have too many windows.

I hate loneliness, it leaves me alone with myself.

I hate museums, they are too clean.

I hate speculants, they want my interest.

I hate the suburbs, they miss the center.

I hate menus, they make me confused.

I hate cancer, it attacks people I love.

I hate autobiographies, they are pretencious about the truth.

I hate wonders; they freeze my possibilities.

I hate people who cannot decide what makes them happy; they poison my blood.

I hate ambulances; they remind me of my fathers death.

I hate birds; they eat my crumbs.

I hate repetition; it kills.

I hate taxis; they all look the same.









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