... Musik...... Musik... Okay, morgen um 19 Uhr geht es hier weiter. Das Programm läuft so wie geplant. Wir sind echt froh, dass alle Musiker und Musikerinnen anreisen, auch unter diesen eher extremeren Umständen. Noch einmal zur Erinnerung, morgen um 15 Uhr in den Minoriten. Faye Victor und Elisabeth Harnik. Und jetzt noch einmal volle Kraft voraus. Mit Om, Matt Carroll, Seema Cunningham und Macy Stewart. Om. Takk for at du så med. I'm sorry. Loosen the knot around her neck, we're on forgiveness now Cue up the movie to the part where they all sink and drown You don't know it, you don't know it You don't know it, but they know that you won't ask them how Cut down the branches, make a twig out of the family tree Upend the roots and send the ashes to infirmary You don't know it, you don't know it You don't know it, you don't know it Why is there water in my eye, water in my is there water in my eye? Water in my eye Water in my eye Water in my Why is there water in my eye? Water in my eye Water in my eye Water in my Why is it snowing? Thank you. What made a killer, made a lover, made a memory? What made destruction so meaning to the human being? You don't know it, you don't know it You don't, you don't, you don't Why is there water in my eye, water in my eye, water in my eye, water in my Why is there water in my eye, water in my eye, water in my eye, water in my Why is it so? Pick me a peach, roll me an apple, Fill me a tangerine, a folded fruit Something sweet, cotton candy, give it a day or two, it's only food Hunger slowly seeps into my dreams Feel it taking over me, it seems Call me awake, shake me with laughter Send me a quiet-up in the mood Spending a day stuck in the rafters I'm above all the trees that are bearing fruit Hunger slowly seeps into my dreams Hold my head, it's fading underneath Hunger slowly seeps into my dreams Running away Smile of a tiger Share with me one or two Of all this fruit Hit me a pinch Throw me a double Thank you. Cynhyrchu'r ffordd y byddwn i'n ei wneud. person that I ever met couldn't even reach your head. Leaky fixtures flooding your gut. and felt grown up Your whole vision's not enough Your whole vision's not enough Your whole vision's not enough Your whole vision's not enough Easy candy Sinister and sweet Caught you hiding In your sheets have you found your stomach or your spine when I leave there Yoho Visions, Narinav guitar solo Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, three, you're not your mother's daughter One, two, three, you're not your mother's daughter One, two, three, you're not your mother's daughter One, two, three, you're not your mother's daughter. One, two, three, you're not your mother's daughter. Yo-ho, visions, na-ri-na Yo-ho, visions, na-ri-na Yo-ho, visions, na-ri-na Yo-ho, visions, na-ri-na visions not enough Thank you. guitar solo My Bloody Mary had her aft and star bent into the paint You can't believe all the distortions I put my body in Like an acrobat in bed she decided to inhabit The same fleshy husk and it's my job to stand it The fly with the vengeance kept landing like a dancer He must have had a grudge for some dead ancestor Standing like a dancer Must have had a grudge for some dead ancestor I smashed last summer in a fit of rage I don't like little things touching my face Just on a bush like the ladies you see in French museums Taxidermied humans, you really ought to see them Full of stuffing and potatoes, they're really good at pointing At righteous apparitions ripe for anointing Someone hit a high note and it pushed up all my heads And I love me some earrings but I'm doomed to have no pair But I'm doomed to have no pets We were hot for a minute like two boiled eggs And at times I wanna crush the ceiling in between my legs guitar solo Oh Thank you. guitar solo ¶¶ Nice man, don't matter how old it's good Soz, hold all your fur until you're feeling sick I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm inamora, inamora, inamora, inamora. ¶¶ bass solo ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ I'm sorry. ¶¶ Tina saw sound so video this magic say Smiled chicks say Party on 590, Velo sat around on Tuesday Real bad Vinnie Snatch making all the homies mad on Thursday Purple blind to the Polly and the whore by Friday Where the folk did Monday go I'll go to the picket park show Go to the pick and pop show I'm sitting in the chestnut tree Who the fuck's gonna mess with me? Girl loves me Girl don't speak Girl loves me Let love speak Let love speak Where the fuck did Monday go? I'll go to the pig and pie show Where the fuck did Monday go? You idiot, the cheater Truth is me and the red rock You be running little zip shot Dibbats go on to go large Spats go on to rushin' Swear to death a flight is dang dang Biddy biddy and then she knows Let us be Let us be Let us be Let us be guitar solo guitar solo Good luck to me Don't speak Good luck to me Girl, don't speak Where the fuck did Monday go? Where the fuck did Monday go? Where the fuck did Monday go? Where the fuck did Monday go? Where the fuck did Monday go? Thank you. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, A very big thank you to Ken. That was a song by David Bowie from his final album, Black Star. We feel very honored to be here at the Music Unlimited Festival. Big thanks to, I think, Ken for helping us, but a big thank you to Wolfgang for inviting us. We feel, yeah, we feel really great, so thank you. This is a very special festival. So very happy to be here. It's our first time playing in Austria. This is Matt Carroll back here on the drums. Our wonderful drummer from home who lives in Copenhagen now. Really great to play with him again. I love you. High above The middle trees Beyond this song The blackbird sings Like my head in silence Floating in an ocean An ocean Of light and sound And heat Rain and wind And snow and sleet You see how lonely it is When I'm alone I'm alone Heart of steel Head of stone Feel me up You lonely way me down Cause I'm better on my own Thank you. All in love And love is me Everywhere I look, I see you, your face. I want you. All of you For always My dear You know It seems You know it seems Too much of you May haunt my dreams You see My dreams, you see, I'm lonely as can be. When I'm alone. Heart of steel, head of stone Feel me up, you lonely way me down Cause I'm better on my own I'm my own You see I'm lonely When I'm Alone I'm lonely alone Heart of steel and stone Fill me up Feel me hurt You lonely way Be done Done Better Better Better, better Better Better Better Better Better I'm better than you alright oh Thank you. How are you all feeling? Thank you for staying up late. This is not that, I'm sorry, we're in Europe. We're jet lagged. You all are like, you're like a bunch of 19-year-olds. It's amazing. Well, this is a punk song, and I hear that sometimes this is a punk club, so if you want, you can stay right where you are, but if you like, you can also stand up and... Jump around. Do that a little bit. Welcome to the fun where the free market won And money is a crown And nothing trickles down that isn't bleeding Mugger little ants with their hands down their pants Want to take care of themselves Before everybody else a little greedy They get so good at thieving that they never stop believing that it's mine, mine, mine, mine mine, mine, mine, mine mine, mine, mine, mine trash trash trash separated by glass and they keep throwing out who they can't live without it's a disease Funny how they're broke, it's a sick long joke they keep hiding all the cash that they swallowed too fast in the sea In a tiny little island so that no one else can find it Cause it's mine, mine, mine Mine, mine, mine Mine, mine, mine We'll be right back. And in the cave there Openly we hid Till the plastic runs out And we're stuck in the ground Little seeds But the wood is coming And soon we will be coming For your Mine, mine, mine Mine, mine, mine Mine, mine, mine, mine Mine, mine, mine It's all mine, mine, mine We've got some records. We're from Chicago. So happy to be here. Thanks for having us. guitar solo Looked in the mirror the other day Caught my reflection My mouth had moved a different way The muscles were straining If I hadn't walked eight miles to me Something else happened The day would have slipped out of my grasp Just like my reflection Different today, but I'm the same Different today, but I'm the same The freezer leaked ice onto the floor The power stopped working I lay awake till 5 a.m. The floorboards were shaking The sun looked so beautiful today. I just can't stop staring. The rose in my tent has gone away. It's gray and apparent. Different today, but I'm the same. Different today, but I'm the same Different today, but I'm the same Different today, but I'm the same Different today, but I'm the same guitar solo Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Different today But I'm the same Different today But I'm the same Different today, but I'm the same Different today, but I'm the same Different today, but I'm the same Filling the holes to make amends Tearing them up to start again Filling the holes to make amends Tearing them up to start again filling the holes to make amends tearing them up to start again filling the holes to make amends tearing them up to start again filling the holes to make amends tearing them up to start again tearing them up to start again tearing them up to start again tearing them up to start again tearing them up to start again Thank you. Thank you. We didn't plan for this. Thank you so much. Thank you. We're gonna do one more song. And it's a song for our grandmothers. So, And it's a song for our grandmothers. So, make some noise if you love a grandmother. Yes! Grandmother Aren't you doomed Who's looking out for you? Who's looking out for you? Grandmother Tipsy and bent I knew what you meant guitar solo Cymru, Cymru, Cymru I'm unwinding Grandmother Aren't you too Who's looking out for you Who's looking out for you? Who's looking out for you? Who's looking out for you? I'm unwinding too Winding To I'm Winding To guitar solo We'll be right back. Your old lover No longer lives Vanishing in his own shell The swift tumble Cruises your skin? What is there left but hearts to sing? I'm unwinding too I'm unwinding too Unwinding To guitar solo We'll be right back. guitar solo I'm unwinding I'm unwinding too Thank you.