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Eight Weeks, One Song, a Lifetime Ago
Eight weeks in prison. Today, I revel in my daydreams of yesterday. After Kathrin (see Saturday, February 18, 1984), there was only one girl with whom I would have gone through thick and thin.
It started with her big sister, whom I initially fell for. She had long black hair and was the ‘Freundschaftsratsvorsitzende‘ (friendship council chairperson). I didn’t stand a chance.
Later, I realised that this unattainable beauty was a ‘Schwelle’ (threshold, local youth slang for sister) to the wonderful Marion with the long blonde hair from my class. I bravely approached her. And Marion said yes.
Once, her mother surprised us at home. She behaved wonderfully. And her father never gave me a dirty look – no matter what nonsense our class teacher said about me. That really did me good.
As is usual at that age, our adventure was short-lived. We had to cut our teeth first. But we remained friends. Then I went into apprenticeship and she married someone else.
At that time, Ute Freudenberg languished a song with the band Elefant that I really liked – ‘Jugendliebe’ (Youthful Love):
‘Er sprach von Liebe (He spoke of love) /
Dabei waren sie noch nicht mal fünfzehn Jahr’(Even though they weren’t even fifteen years old) /
Schwor große Worte (He swore grand words) /
Und er küsste sie und streichelte ihr Haar(And he kissed her and stroked her hair) ...’.
Let’s continue with the Bakelit programme. All quiet in the eastern jail.
PS: Just a few years later, in the summer of 1986, I programmed a convenient PC programme for an advertising agency that specialised in advertising motifs for trendy brands of musical instruments.
We founded a GbR (civil law partnership) and I moved into the house of the agency’s owners. They had a band called Streetmark and regularly played private gigs. They were also friends with Ute Freudenberg, among others.
Ute had stayed in the west after a performance at the Aktuelle Schaubude (a German TV show) in 1984. She married stuntman Peter Pieper and, like me, ended up with Streetmark in Düsseldorf.
That brought us very close together. We spent many sunny days and wonderful evenings together. Until I moved on and we lost touch.
This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit tjannot.substack.com/subscribe
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By Tommy H. JannotEight weeks in prison. Today, I revel in my daydreams of yesterday. After Kathrin (see Saturday, February 18, 1984), there was only one girl with whom I would have gone through thick and thin.
It started with her big sister, whom I initially fell for. She had long black hair and was the ‘Freundschaftsratsvorsitzende‘ (friendship council chairperson). I didn’t stand a chance.
Later, I realised that this unattainable beauty was a ‘Schwelle’ (threshold, local youth slang for sister) to the wonderful Marion with the long blonde hair from my class. I bravely approached her. And Marion said yes.
Once, her mother surprised us at home. She behaved wonderfully. And her father never gave me a dirty look – no matter what nonsense our class teacher said about me. That really did me good.
As is usual at that age, our adventure was short-lived. We had to cut our teeth first. But we remained friends. Then I went into apprenticeship and she married someone else.
At that time, Ute Freudenberg languished a song with the band Elefant that I really liked – ‘Jugendliebe’ (Youthful Love):
‘Er sprach von Liebe (He spoke of love) /
Dabei waren sie noch nicht mal fünfzehn Jahr’(Even though they weren’t even fifteen years old) /
Schwor große Worte (He swore grand words) /
Und er küsste sie und streichelte ihr Haar(And he kissed her and stroked her hair) ...’.
Let’s continue with the Bakelit programme. All quiet in the eastern jail.
PS: Just a few years later, in the summer of 1986, I programmed a convenient PC programme for an advertising agency that specialised in advertising motifs for trendy brands of musical instruments.
We founded a GbR (civil law partnership) and I moved into the house of the agency’s owners. They had a band called Streetmark and regularly played private gigs. They were also friends with Ute Freudenberg, among others.
Ute had stayed in the west after a performance at the Aktuelle Schaubude (a German TV show) in 1984. She married stuntman Peter Pieper and, like me, ended up with Streetmark in Düsseldorf.
That brought us very close together. We spent many sunny days and wonderful evenings together. Until I moved on and we lost touch.
This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit tjannot.substack.com/subscribe