Bodi Bill bring the heart & soul back to Berlin.

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Bodi Bill love. Bodi Bill are loved. Bodi Bill do not cry, they take action. They do not think about it, they just create. Norway, Iceland, Germany and Denmark all discovered the sound of these three Berliners more or less on their own. No subtle marketing strategy. No artificial online hype. Only passion.

Passion for their music.
Passion for their self created fashion.
Passion for their autarkic way of working.

In a time of chill, of electronics and calculus Bodi Bill enter the stage with an alternative draft. They inspire with pop songs full of love and devotion, backed up by a heartly coolness only a city like Berlin can bear. This coolness is burst when 3000 voices sing together on their live shows: "If you don?t like Sonic Youth ... fuck off and die!?

The three of Bodi Bill grew up in the Berlin, Germany underground scene, as part of post rock bands, as part of the club and dj scene. WMF, Berghain, Melt! - this is Bodi Bill's world now. Plus one of the most forcefully expressive voices you can find these days in the european underground. Fabian Fenk. But just listen, all flowers of speech would be misleading, they would not live up to the expectations.

Not only on the occassion of J.D. Salinger's Death "I like Holden Caulfield? is the band's first life sign. Passionate songwriting, unobstructed indulgence, virtuosic beats, Kraftwerk-like synthie layers. Allways refining their already unique sound.

Pop songs to show the sated that they are still hungry. In this spirit the album at hand collects the essential moments of the band's hitherto existing work and will tell everyone who did not know so far of this fantastic band. Two In One
(source: Sinnbus, label)

Traffic Jam
Bodi Bill Lyrics

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On a simple mission
stars won’t need attention
they pass by to shine
before they fall through the ground

you don’t like theses gatherings
stupid worn out smiles and things
and i don’t go for traffic jams in clubs

the whole crowd has vakuum-pilled
their empty bones with their cold hands
we get stuck in traffic jams
no need to waste your time with them
no
don’t waste your time with them

you don’t care at all
about publicity and calls
patience, the wild, respect is what
i learn from you

you don’t like theses gatherings
stupid worn out smiles and things
and i don’t go for traffic jams in clubs
the whole crowd has vakuum-pilled
their empty bones with their cold hands
we get stuck in traffic jams
no need to waste your time with them

no
don’t waste your time with them

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "Traffic Jam" by Bodi Bill express a sense of detachment and discontent with the club scene and the culture surrounding it. The singer describes themselves and the person they are addressing as being uninterested in the superficiality of these crowds and the meaningless interactions that take place within them. The use of the metaphor of a traffic jam describes the feeling of being stuck in a situation or environment that is unfulfilling, frustrating, and chaotic.

The lines "stars won’t need attention/they pass by to shine/before they fall through the ground" suggest a belief that true brilliance exists outside of the artificial and fleeting nature of these gatherings. The singer values patience, the wild, and respect, concepts that are contrasted with the "stupid worn out smiles and things" of the crowd. The lyrics convey a sense of individuality and an unwillingness to conform to the norms of the scene.

Line by Line Meaning

On a simple mission
We are on a straightforward goal

stars won’t need attention
We don't need validation to shine

they pass by to shine
Our radiance is inherent

before they fall through the ground
Before our time on earth ends

you don’t like theses gatherings
You don't enjoy these crowds

stupid worn out smiles and things
Fake and tired expressions and actions

and i don’t go for traffic jams in clubs
I don't appreciate crowded clubs

the whole crowd has vakuum-pilled
The entire group is numbed by empty experiences

their empty bones with their cold hands
They have replaced their souls with materialism

we get stuck in traffic jams
We are trapped in these congested situations

no need to waste your time with them
These events aren't worth your time