The voice in this track is William S. Burroughs who's talking about how he wanted to become a writer when he was young, because:

"I always thought that poets were people who were sniffing cocaine in Mayfair and smoking hashish in Tangier."

Opposed to Burroughs, Ivan Turgenev writes in his novel 'First Love' about the poet Maidanov "Like almost all poets he had a cold character", which must be closer to the truth, since Burroughs did not seem to gain satisfaction from his notion.

This little example shows how an artist can gain attention by playing with an audiences yearnings.

The 'Apparat' (German for 'apparatus') belongs to the Berliner Sascha Ring. It's a mathematic device to produce musical structures. Random modulation algorithms manipulate audiodata in varying intervals. The boundery conditions have been given though, like with Mozart's musical dice game. Thus the chaos that develops still forms an organic world, which might remind you of a jungle, where in the chirring of insects, the chirping, the knocking and dropping, there seems to be an inscrutable logic.

This intellectual, interdisciplinary form of production is embedded in sedate sounds of a cosmos, which is also homey to the early works of Future Sound of London, the electronic output of a Bernd Friedmann (A-Musik) or the urban melancholy of Bohren & Der Club Of Gore.

The breaking of rhythmical structures, and those reflective moods that seem to arise by chance, had once again recommended Shitkatapult as a source of acoustic research at the time of this release. A curious listener will be rewarded!