Site menu:

 

HERBERT KUHNER Romancier, Lyriker, Dramatiker und Übersetzer ist 1935 in Wien in geboren. Er emigrierte 1939 in die Vereinigten Staaten und studierte an der Lawrenceville School und Columbia University. Nach Wien kehrte er 1963 zurück, wo er als ein freier Schriftsteller und Übersetzer lebt.

Die Wiener Zeit

more widgets >>

Remigration

Another topic I have “touched upon” is “remigration.” This word is a neologism, which means coming back to where you have been driven out.I've always said that I wanted a smooth ride, but I couldn't help rocking the boat. Rocking seems to be in my genes.

Harry`s Archives

RSS HuffPost

Remarkable People

On the road I have traveled, I have met many remarkable people. First I name my friend and mentor the late Emile Capouya. “Mike” encouraged me over the years and published two of my books in New York.

Herbert Kuhner

grew up in the United States, associating with the New York City jazz and coffee scene in the 1950s. ". . I've always said that I wanted to have smooth sailing, but I couldn't help rocking the boat. Rocking seems to be in my genes". As a subtitle I’ve chosen “Stepping out of line,” which is a movement my feet can’t seem to avoid making.

Site search

Recent Posts

 

May 2012
M T W T F S S
« Apr    
 123456
78910111213
14151617181920
21222324252627
28293031  

Vienna Today

Returning to my birthplace has given me a unique opportunity of writing on Third Reich Revisionism. This topic interlinks with Violence under the Guise of Art like pieces of a puzzle to reveal how the past manifests itself in the present.

Categories

Links:

Recent Comments

Spam Blocked

Meta

- visits: 381396 - online: 8


click here to learn more

Safe

Shades shielding his eyes,
walkman plugs
in his ears,
chewing gum
in his mouth,
a butt between his lips -
he’s safe.

Yes, he’s safe from
thinking a thought.

The iPod is his filter
as he goes from one techno temple
to another.

All the digital and techno accoutrements
are not the accoutrements of democracy,
but rather the accoutrements of dictatorship.

Techno music at full blast and multiple flatscreens
blot out contemplation and conversation.
Keeping you preoccupied with noise
and fluttering images insures
that you will not be preoccupied
with anything else.

The games you’re playing
teach you to pull the trigger
and push the button of destruction,
without blinking an eye.

You’re being manipulated now,
and when the dictatorship intensifies,
you won’t see or hear anything
that’s much different
from what you’re seeing and hearing now.

The visual and audio changes
will be so minuscule
that you won’t even notice them.

- Herbert Kuhner

ipod.jpg

Email This Post Print This Post

FireBirds

Here’s an except from an article in News August, 30, 2007 titled “Yes, we wanted to kill!” Three Styrian youths planned to murder a woman. They wanted to hear death cries, so they set bird chicks on fire. Nineteen-year-old Karlheinz recalls that Daniel told him how “terrific” it is to kill animals. “We got right down to it.” says Daniel, “I took a cigarette lighter and tried to set the animals alight, but they didn’t burn very well. So I went to a garbage bin and took some newspaper.” The fifteen-year-old placed it under the nest and set it alight. “There was a small fireworks. Three chicks burned to ash, but two were still alive. “We tossed one up and kicked it with our feet. We took the other and placed it on the sidewalk.” Then Daniel and Karlheinz took sharp stones and alternated in hitting the bird until its head was severed. “After that, we took photos of the dead bird with our cell phones.”

from Violence under the Guise of Art
or Third Reich Recycling
by Herbert Kuhner

In 1973 the news media reported that Valie Export had poured boiling wax over live birds. Recently Export has claimed that the birds were dead before she poured the wax over them.
This version was “confimed” by the late Kristian Sotriffer, an art critic: “The birds were of course not ‘preserved’ in wax while they were alive ….The report in the yellow press was fictitious and was designed to cause an uproar among petit bourgeois readers.”

In 1977 Valie Export was brought to trial for having engaged in cruelty to animals and found guilty of having tied a canary to a perch. However the scalding of the birds with boiling wax, which had been filmed, came under the statute of limitations. This “art object” was on view as part of the Export Exhibition, introduced by Jelinek, in the Museum of the Twentieth Century in Vienna in March of 1997. On March 17, 1997, in Treffpunkt Kultur, a program devoted to culture on ORF, Austrian State TV, films by Export were broadcast. In one scene Export uses a bloody kitchen knife to slice the neck of a turtle, a mouse and a parrot, but the actual decapitations are deleted by film cutting.

Valie Export “herself”: “A bird is tied to a rostrum with thin cord. I kneel in front of the bird on the rostrum and pour hot liquid wax on it. Then I pour wax on my feet and my left hand; the wax container is knocked over and the bird’s head is covered with wax. I free myself by cutting the cord with a knife which I lifted from the rostrum with my mouth and use it. The rostrum is encircled by nails.”

(During the Third Reich children were taught to kill birds in a camp called Kinderland, which translates as “Children’s Land.”)

Read more »

Email This Post Print This Post

Max Roach has left us!

Max

Max has left us at the age of 83.
He started off with Dizzy and Bird
in the Forties.
Bebop was the name of the game.
Then Max went on into the Realm of Cool
and he never stopped moving.

Here are he is in his own words:
“You can’t write the same book twice.
Though I’ve been in historic musical situations,
I can’t go back and do that again.
And though I run into
artistic crises, they keep my life interesting.”

Isn’t that the case for all artists?
You have to move forward,
and if you can’t do that,
the crisis is a lasting one.

As Max said, he had crises,
but they were short lived,
for Max was a genius at the kit,
as well as a genius musically speaking.

The list of musicians Max played with
reads like Who’s Who in jazz.

He even duelled the fastest drummer
this world has ever seen,
Buddy Rich by name
and Max did pretty well.
Let’s say, he pushed Buddy
like no one before or after him.

And here’s a closing quote by Max:
“I always resented the role of a drummer
as nothing more than a subservient figure.”

Yes, he spoke for all drummers,
and we’ll all miss the great Max Roach.

from Swing Men and Women
by Herbert Kuhner

Email This Post Print This Post

Friends and Enemies

We believe in redemption,
and a reformed enemy can
become a good friend.

It’s better to have a friend
than an enemy.
Or is it?

Colonel Muammar Gaddafi was our enemy,
but now he’s our friend
He may have orchestrated
the downing of PanAm passenger jet
over Lockerbie way back in ‘88
and other acts of terror in bygone days.
but Muammar is our friend now,
and we’re selling arms to him.

Read more »

Email This Post Print This Post
Page 6 of 6«123456