the ribbon that connects us
the murmur turns into whispering. the whispering streams into a heartbeat coming from a metal box down to his bare feet. an echo resounding like a voice from outer space tempting the preacher to
give you a tale from the woman on the moon.
what scent is so innocent? so unharmed? you are longing for letting dementia run. to see her fly. to witness surprises pulsing dimly as you are taking part in the fiction that surrounds us. in
the imperative of friction. and the ribbon that connects us.
all the shots taken by boyhood fine art ©2020
where your ears first heard her
1250 days later we decided not to leave the outside world unscathed. especially those that have not yet been infected with the inimitable sound of 'trouble beautiful trouble'. you might think
that we are blowing our own trumpet. for the sceptics among you: stream. add a glass or two of red wine while listenting. darken the room or wait for sundown. either way you might get there. for
the inveterately and incurably ones the same will suffice. 30,000 hours later it still had been trouble. beautiful trouble.
after all the shameless glorification we know what love we owe to our tireless supporters and the coming future ones.
kafka punk is a survival skill!
xxx
Vincent Hadriga & been Orelian
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the hexagon in your ratio
two different bands, two different attitudes, the same philosophy – give it all.
WarHoles are feeling honoured to share the stage again with the croation band from another mother at their first gig in 2020 at rhiz (vienna).
the two bands first met in 2018 and since then an unvoiced want for another coming together was predestined.
dare to witness this unusual conjunction of two bands.
would you like to know more?
mar 6th /w from another mother, rhiz, vienna
to perform will be an awfully big adventure
gazing through the tambourine, hiding behind veil of hair, rewarding the beholder with a WarHoles'ian mien...
what stories could have been told taking their shape at the b12 in leipzig with our beloved partners in crime from baits.
the forgotten stand for the snare drum down the weeping hole that once was our haven. the severed v-belt and no damsel wearing stockings to save the van was in sight. but still there were the two
spanish architects willing to kill the time. and I was hungry shopping for perceptions. I tiptoed along the corridors without missing out on watching the light disappear behind closed
doors.
where are we going you might ask.
shut your eyes little amateur and expose yourself.
a superior oddity
it is still odd to write about the departure of our beloved drummer boy and mother superiour Ion Illus. though the request has been expressed months ago. though in all those years together never
a bad word has been spoken between the three of us or nothing of the sort.
it is the little side effect called life forcing everyone to make decisions for our own benefits. change your stars and find another tomorrow. given the fact none of us three wants to get in the
way of any other the remaining two respect his wish wholehearted.
but this is not the end. it is an open door to another transformation with acquainted sounds and faces and unknowns.
soon we all shall know more.
Vincent Hadriga & been Orelian
the brainchild that got vinyl
friction | ribbon | fiction - the new album of WarHoles is finally out now on vinyl and only available in a limited number of 100 pieces.
pre-listen, order the vinyl or buy the digital album at WarHoles' presence on bandcamp.
look at all the stars we made oh I hate when they fade...
WarHoles
follow the red ribbon
... said the man wrapped in silk to the place called fluc
look at all the stars they made and listen when tell you how to fuck them all out.
this is no fiction.
this is friction ribbon fiction.
friction ribbon fiction is the revealings.
friction ribbon fiction is the tale getting out of plot.
friction ribbon fiction is the malignity and mercury.
friction ribbon fiction is the creatures in your hair.
friction ribbon fiction is the word that purges you from sin.
let us move forward to the beat of our hearts...
nov 7th, /w ultima radio & intra, fluc, vienna - free entry
come and see the man
six years ago a dystopian filmlet was made:
the man who could save the world
three years later the second track with the eponymous title was released on WarHoles's first record 'trouble beautiful trouble'.
the original intention was to bring the movie and song together as the first single release back in 2016.
now shortly before the second album 'friction ribbon fiction' arrives the brainchild returned.
shut it off. shut it down. it's getting out of hand.
my darling, all I want from you:
come and see the man
threesome bipolar solitary
... or: three, two, one. a countdown. a joint departure. what may look sad to your eyes is, actually, a reason to celebrate.
one last time the three bands ultima radio, intra and
WarHoles are getting together on stage to bring you their finest tunes and latest releases.
on thursday november 7th WarHoles will present their forthcoming record 'friction ribbon fiction' for the first time to the public.
money won't be a matter, but your time will be.
nov 7th, /w ultima radio & intra, fluc, vienna - free entry
friction ribbon fiction
yes, a new WarHoles album is about to drop! it is going to be called
friction | ribbon | fiction
release date: 07.11.2019
Mother Superior's Cave Of Boozed Up Holiness
Me Like Wine
Her Me Purgatory
Love On Barbed Wire
Kafka = Pop
Darwinism
A Certain Sensation
Room Service
Sex Supreme
She From The Staircase
The Plummet
The Tale Of Luna Sue
recorded, mixed and mastered by Alexander Lausch
for now, please enjoy the gorgeous cover photo shot by Boyhood Fineart
for more details, stay tuned!