Dadanaut und die Schubladenerinnerungen

by Dadanaut

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Songs from the archives. Maybe from 2008 to 2011. Mostly from the Katharinen-Sessions. Worth to be heard ... again.

Some of them got refreshed with new sounds and some parts got deleted. And some of them have vocals ... well, just one. Two others have storytellers in it.

Some of them are psychedelic collages.

Some of them are inspirational, classical, folky, rock songs, electronica stylish, ambient, ambient drones, jams, very raw ...

This album is a wonderful hotchpotch and witness of a time period.

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released January 1, 2012

Marco Dinkel: Idea, Composition, Guitars, Keys, Bass, Effects

Other credtis are attached to the songs. Mostly sounds from the Freesound Project.

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Dadanaut Lauffen Am Neckar, Germany

Dadanaut is a dadaistic wayfarer.

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Track Name: Englische Erzählungen: "The Refugee" - feat. Roman Wreden
Hostile to the World, Fool of the Day, King in my Mind
I've found the Fountain of Wisdom. I cry out loud
But as soon as that I’m losing my Mind

My woolly thoughts are dissolving concentric. I see
Circling round and round through Time and me
Through Time and me

This Void is my Ivory Tower

I don’t wanna be part of the Flow
Let them make haste without me. I say
I’m taking a Break from the Loop
Find me at my favourite Place to stay

Time doesn’t matter nowadays. I know
It's a Lie and even more corrupt as the Flow
(What’s real? I don't know.)

This Void is my Ivory Tower

Hostile to the World, Fool of the Day, King in my Mind
I’ve found the Fountain of Wisdom. I cry out loud
But as soon as that I’m losing my Mind


Let those Fools be Fools. I admit
I am one myself

Time doesn't matter nowadays. I know
It's a Lie and even more corrupt as the Flow
(What’s real? I don't know.)

Hostile of the World, Fool of the Day, King in my Mind
I’ve found the Fountain of Wisdom. I cry out loud
But as soon as that I'm losing my Mind

My woolly thoughts are dissolving concentric. I see
Circling round and round through Time and me

I'm off to the Island of Friends. I sing
The Paradise of Fools
The Refugee of Dreamers