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Playboy - Interview with Till - January 2006
We have overstepped borders
Rammstein are the
most controversial band in Germany. And the most successful.
Singer Till Lindemann about provocation, his home country, the
dark chambers of his soul – and why he is a happy man for the
first time
Playboy: Is Rammstein art?
Lindemann: There are moments of this band which have
become art, which have immortalized. But in general I would
say we make entertaining music.
Playboy: Was this the
plan?
Lindemann: In the beginning we only wanted to
attract attention. With extreme lyrics and extreme music. We
were so fed up after the fall of the wall with all the old
bands from the East which just sounded like American folk rock
music. They copied each and everything: sound, hair-do,
tattoos. We wanted to give those copyists a good slap in the
face.
Playboy: Your provocation is calculated?
Lindemann: What can be called provocation today? In
times of the East it was a provocation to go through town with
a plastic bag on which “Axel Springer Verlag” was written.
Provocation has to do with the reprisals you have to face. And
in entertainment industry it doesn’t really work to talk about
provocation.
Playboy: But you understand that someone
would consider a song like “Mein Teil”, which is about the
cannibal from Rothenburg, to be provocative? The text is:
“Heute treff’ ich einen Herrn, der hat’ mich zum Fressen
gern/weiche Teile und auch harte/stehen auf der
Speisekarte/Denn du bist, was du isst/und ihr wisst, was es
ist/es ist mein Teil“ (Today I’ll meet a man/ who likes me so
much he would eat me/soft and hard parts are on the menu
card/because you are what you eat/and you know what it is
–it’s my tool)
Lindemann: But this was not our
imagination, it really has happened. We thought it to be so
unbelievable that one man fries the penis of the other in a
pan and then they will eat it together. The Pet Shop Boys
seemed to have liked the song, they have remixed it.
Playboy: For many years now Rammstein is the most
successful German band in Germany and abroad. Which nerve do
you hit?
Lindemann: We reveal emotions. Necrophilia
and child molesters you won’t find in mainstream songs. We
sing about it, and a lot of people are consternated but
attracted by it at the same time.
Playboy: Most
disturbing is you singing in the first person singular about
these topics. Why do you do it?
Lindemann: It’s more
direct. That’s the polarising effect: I am the cannibal, I am
the child molester. In my opinion it would be cowardly to
write it in the third person and make her responsible.
Playboy: Did the American shock rocker Marilyn Manson
visit you during your US concert tour?
Lindemann: We
met him several times. Nice guy. He lives the rock star image
completely, has always bodyguards around him and even feels
like a rock star while being under the shower. That’s a curse,
too. I don’t want to be in his position. He has to decorate
himself with silver tinsel, I just take off my pants after the
show and that’s it.
Playboy: Talking to you one is
surprised by your soft voice, sounding totally different to
your deep voice on the records.
Lindemann: This is my
normal baritone voice; when I sing I press my voice with force
from below. I do it in a non-professional way, there is not
much technique.
Playboy: Deep voice and a rolling “R”
– does Rammstein therefore sound so evil?
Lindemann:
Maybe. I sing out of instinct. That is a deep feeling – to
sing out loud and hard something evil, which is buried deep
down in the soul. You work up your life; it’s a kind of
therapy.
Playboy: Also for the listeners?
Lindemann: I really believe that our concerts and
music is of help for the soul. We receive a lot of mail from
people that we were the only band who deal with topics like
violence and incest. People write us they have experienced
such things themselves and are thankful that we write about
it. Now even women write us; that’s different to the
beginning. In former times we were more an exclusive men’s
club. Nowadays half of the people who come to our concerts are
women.
Playboy: Rammstein as a substitution for a
therapy?
Linmdemann: There are many aspects. And we
are a kind of harder David-Copperfield-Show. Fathers visit our
concerts with their children to show them good fireworks.
Playboy: Have Rammstein concerts always been that
based on pyrotechnics?
Lindemann: Yes, right from the
very beginning. In those times we used a coke bottle with a
mixture of gas to pour it into the whole room and then lit it.
The whole room burned for seconds then.
Playboy: Is
fire your passion?
Lindemann: No, not at all, but I
hate it to be observed on stage. When a guitar solo was played
in former times I stood liked glued to the microphone. I
always thought: I have to do something against it or I will
die of loneliness and boredom. Fortunately a friend of mine
was a pyrotechnist.
Playboy: You are burning on stage.
How dangerous is it?
Lindemann: My leg has been burnt,
because the trousers caught fire inside. My coat now is
isolated that good so nothing can happen to me. It is made of
a butcher’s apron consisting of small metal petals and a three
centimetre thick isolating material. No problem to be in
flames with this thing for four minutes, before the fire will
reach my skin through it. After that I am filled up with
adrenaline. And love it.
Playboy: Where is the limit?
Lindemann: One time the fans really thought I was
burning: we made up a scene like I was having an accident and
my leg was burning. Flake came with a fire extinguisher, but
it contained a flammable powder. I was in flame, the music
ended, the lights in the room went on. I rolled on the stage
and assistants came with real fire extinguishers. We did that
on 20 shows, but had to stop, because fans considered it to be
too much and complained in the internet. They were really
shocked.
Playboy: Which effect for the stage would you
like to invent?
Lindemann: Permanent downpour. It’s
such a fun to play while it rains. We did it for a video, but
you can’t do it on stage, because the electric power in
connection with the water would kill you.
Playboy: Why
do you present yourself on stage so martial?
Lindemann: If we would make hippie guitar music we
would wear bell bottom trousers and sun flower shirts. With
our outfits we have set a frame for the picture we want to
paint on stage. The war make-up and the naked upper bodies are
part of it. We call it “OF” (“o” for “Oberkörper” = upper body
part; “f” for “frei” normally: free, here: bare). We ask each
other in the dressing room before the show: Do you do “OF”
tonight? Nope, I have put on too much weight, maybe next week.
Playboy: What was the weirdest outfit?
Lindemann: We wore it in a small, dirty club, when we
did our first three gigs in New York. It was totally crowded,
and we played “OF” and with traditional leather trousers.
Playboy: Without the fear to serve German folkloristic
clichés?
Lindemann: Absolutely. Over there Germany is
Mercedes, leather trousers and kraut. After the concert two
black Hip Hoppers came to us and said: we hate that metal
shit, but you guys are ace.
Playboy: Did you ever
perform on drugs?
Lindemann: In former times
constantly. We have tried everything but injections, but from
joints to cocaine we gave it all a try. It was like a
competition: how extreme is this band? Only for the effect.
Playboy: Why did you stop?
Lindemann: On the
one hand the shows have become too big. On the other hand my
body gave me a warning signal. When we were recording in
Stockholm, I could not mount two steps of the stairs, because
I was so full of cigarettes, alcohol and cocaine. A tiny
little white flag showed up and told me: if I go on like that
I will have to face some problems.
Playboy: Nowadays
Rammstein have some famous fans like Heino (German traditional
folk music icon).
Lindemann: Yes, he admitted to be a
fan of ours recently. He liked our hiking video for “Ohne
Dich”. And Udo Jürgens (famous German pop music veteran,
although born in Austria) asked for a mutual photo after the
ECHO awards show, because he said he likes us. But who knows,
maybe tomorrow that’s different, when success is gone.
Playboy: Do you want to be loved?
Lindemann:
For all costs. Who says “no” is a liar.
Playboy: You
seem to be liked more in foreign countries than in Germany.
Lindemann: We are much more accepted abroad. It’s
incredible to hear 20.000 French fans in Paris-Bercy, the
legendary hall in France, sing along with our texts in German.
In German! And normally French people do not like to speak in
another language than French at all. If I may say: we are the
pioneers of the French-German friendship.
Playboy:
Because the French pronounce “Bück Dich” as “Bück Disch”?
Lindemann: Yes, that’s marvellous. In Mexico they sing
along the whole songs, not only the refrains. Every line in
perfect German, although they hate Gringos and although they
hate progress. I love the Mexicans.
Playboy: In your
new song “Benzin” and its video you show some self-irony for
the first time.
Lindemann: It isn’t about irony: the
hunger for benzine represents the crave for a lot of things.
But you are right: we have made too many funny videos right
now. It’s time to travel dark seas again.
Playboy: How
do you write your texts?
Lindemann: In absolute
silence. With view into nature. Laptop. First there is the
music and I ponder over a fitting text. This song could be
about water. Or that song could be about a filthy guy
loitering in front of a kindergarden.
Playboy: On your
new album “Rosenrot” the song “Mann gegen Mann” is about
homosexuals. So maybe you will have to face accusations of
being hostile against homosexuals?
Lindemann: Maybe.
But my intention was quite different: I envy the guys their
easy looking at each other in a pub and then pick each other
up, without all the bloody nonsense with flowers and three
times out for dinner together before you are allowed to do it.
It’s so much easier for them. They look at each other and have
good and fast sex. I really hope the song will turn out as a
hymn in gay clubs.
Playboy: For your video of
“Stripped” you used some material from Leni Riefenstahl’s
“Olympia” movie. Would you do such a thing again?
Lindemann: No. Because I am fed up with allegations of
being a right wing band. My daughter – my dearest in my life –
came to me at that time to ask me: tell me, do you play in a
Nazi band? At this point I knew we had overstepped a border.
That was too much for me.
Playboy: Is your daughter
your only child?
Lindemann: I have a lot of children.
Playboy: With how many women?
Lindemann: With
a lot.
Playboy: Why did those relationships never
work?
Lindemann: Because the feeling was missing, I
never dared to be bound. Therefore I always was the one who
was left and I always was totally shocked. But every time I
realized: she’s right! The only good thing about this was that
every time I was left the pain was a big push for my
creativity.
Playboy: Were you faithful?
Lindemann: Never. I always have thought I had to fuck
in advance, for the bad times maybe to come. It was quite a
jumble of one-night-stands and affairs.
Playboy: So
you are still a single?
Lindemann: I have met a woman
with whom I want to live for the rest of my life. Since I got
to know her I do not have the urge to stroll.
Playboy:
Bad for the creative pushes.
Lindemann: I think I
still have saved a little dark chamber in my soul. I can dive
into soul depths quickly if there is a need for it.
Playboy: Which recollections do you use for it?
Lindemann: The longing for death. I haven’t cared much
in former times. I always thought I would not reach the age of
50. But now, with this woman at my side, this has changed. Now
I am a really happy man and really wish to be able to get old.
Playboy: You are 42 now. How old is your girlfriend?
Lindemann: 28. I cannot imagine to live together with
a woman of my age.
Playboy: You nearly have had the
chance to represent the GDR in 1980 in Moscow at the Olympic
Games as a swimmer. Is it true that your participation was
cancelled because you sneaked out of the hotel in Florence
during a competition?
Lindemann: I did not want to
flee, I only wanted to have a look at town. The cars, the
bikes, the girls. They caught me and I was thrown out of the
team, but I also did not fulfil the required results.
Playboy: Was it bad?
Lindemann: It was
horrible. When I still was in the swimming team I had swum 30
kilometres a day, getting up at five in the morning and in the
evening I went to bed totally knackered. Now I had so much
time to spend in the quarter with the cheap built houses and
had to start fights to be accepted. And to drink lots of
Schnapps, that counted.
Playboy: What do you feel,
thinking of the GDR?
Lindemann: Until the day
everybody left the country and went away I had a warm feeling.
It was not that bad, you could bare it. We were a punk band
with a license of the government for playing. And even if
people from the Stasi (abbreviation for
“Staatssicherheitsdienst” the Secret Service of the GDR) were
listening in the audience we never had any problems. The
dismay about the GDR came later, when I realized what really
had happened.
Playboy: But not at times of the
existing of the GDR?
Lindemann: Of course you had some
suspicions that a lot was falsehood and deceit, e.g. when you
entered an apprenticeship and everything produced directly
went to the storage. That was just making people work. Today
it is called ABM (Abbreviation for
“Arbeitsbeschäftigungsmaßnahme” i.e.: measure of making people
work).
Playboy: Do you miss the GDR?
Lindemann: No. But the relations to other people were
different. Who meets with friends at home today? In the past
the pub closed at ten in the evening and then you went to
friends. Nearness could develop. That has died now.
Playboy: Have you never been observed by friends of
yours on behalf of the Stasi?
Lindemann: Of course I
have. Sometimes by very close friends. That was shocking, but
I distinguish very clearly: who threatened my existence, my
livelihood and who just reported harmless things. And the
motivation is another factor for distinguishing: who wanted to
have advantages for himself as a secret member of the Stasi
and who only did it because he was threatened and forced
himself by the Stasi.
Playboy: Are you for or against
the pull down of the Berlin Palace of Republic?
Lindemann: Against. In my opinion the Palace is like a
kidney stone. You keep it as a souvenir after the operation
because it was a part of you, even when it has hurt.
Playboy: Where did you receive your welcome money
(special amount of Deutsch Mark given to the people of the GDR
after the fall of the wall, which they could fetch in Western
Germany) in 1989?
Lindemann: Near the border in
Lübeck. And I spent it in a small shop on sweets, wine gums,
Yoghurt gums. I said to myself: I’ll eat until I will burst.
In the times before the opening of the border one package of
Haribo from the Intershop (shops in the GDR in which totally
overpriced products of Western Germany could be bought only in
Deutsch Marks, not in the currency of the East) had to last
for a whole year.
Playboy: Would you like to play in
small clubs again?
Lindemann: No, and I never want to
drive a Trabant again. I love the electric window pane pushers
in my car, even if all these things are not really necessary.
Playboy: Which car do you drive?
Lindemann: A
jeep, because it’s useful in the countryside where I live,
between Schwerin and Wismar. There is my home country. A very
boring place. After ten years travelling the whole world this
is the perfect place for me. I can’t stand big cities longer
than three days now.
Playboy: How big is the town you
live in?
Lindemann: It consists of twelve houses. My
house has a small lake for fishing and a very great view on a
wild life reserve with grey herons. Great.
Playboy:
Will Rammstein, like the Stones, still tour with 60?
Lindemann: I think we will stop earlier, on my behalf
with a last concert in the Berlin Olympia stadium.
Playboy: The band now has time off for six month. What
will you do meanwhile?
Lindemann: I am going to Costa
Rica with my girlfriend. We will buy a car and then cruise
through South America. We have been to a survival camp in a
jungle before and know how to extract water from a jungle
plant and how to eat lemon ants.
Playboy: How do they
taste?
Lindemann: Delicious. Like lemon
cake.
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