The band was formed in 1995 by Christian Neuburger (vocals, guitar), Matthias Neuburger (drums), Rainer Schaller (guitar) and Gerd Rosenacker (bass guitar). After they had recorded their first album, René Arbeithuber (keyboard, vocals) joined.
From 1997 to 1998 they lived and recorded in a castle near Ingolstadt with René and Rainer's band, 'Pelzig'.
In February 2005 they took part in the Bundesvision Song Contest, playing their song 'Why Pourqoui?' They received few votes and finished twelfth out of sixteen competitors.
Slut was asked to do the musical support for an adaption of "Die Dreigroschenoper" (The Threepenny Opera) by the theater of Ingolstadt. After several successful showings they decided to record the whole music, but due to copyright problems (the Weill-Foundation holds the rights until 2020) Slut could only release an EP with 5 songs on it, including the popular song "Die Moritat von Mackie Messer"(Mack the Knife).
So far Slut is yet to appear live in Britain or the USA, despite several extensive European tours to Romania, The Czech Republic, Italy and France.
2) Second band called Slut was born in 1991. The band is from Prague (Czech Republic) and belongs to founders of Czech noise / hardcore.
Discography:
Sex Sucks (Scrape Sound, 1993)
Get Some Slut...Or Fuck Yourself (Scrape Sound, 1994)
Smell Me (PolyGram / Scrape Sound, 1996)
Luftganja (Indies Records, 1999)
Now they are preparing a new album.
3) A third band called Slut is actually an avant-garde collective of New York and Japanese musicians and improvisers, with a self-titled cd released in 1993 on God Mountain records. Musicians involve included Bradford Reed, Elliott Sharp, Zeena Parkins, Steve Ito, Acheilux, Marc Ribot, Jane Scarpntoni, Mark Anthony Thompson and Hoppy Kinayama. It's noteable for being one of the earliest cd's to feature the unusual acoustic sounds of Reed's invented pencillina instrument, and Acheilux's uniquely androgynous vocals.
Magazine
Slut Lyrics
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Could never say hello
To things we didn't show
But I'll find out in the end
A little piece of all
My words could never call
This time I have to fall
To find out in the end
Somehow it's in my mind
Somehow I'm still that kind
Somehow we're small and confused
Two cowards anyway
We never had a play
For what we ought to say
But I'll find out in the end
My personal pursuit
Like liquids warm and mute
My comment's still that cute
But I'll find out anyway
Somehow it's in my mind
Somehow I'm still that kind
Somehow we're small and confused
Somehow my heart is back
Somehow my head could crack
Somehow we're small and confused
The song "Magazine" by the band Slut is a poetic exploration of curiosity and self-discovery. The opening lines suggest a desire to know more about the world but an inability to reach out and say "hello" to the things that remain hidden. The singer acknowledges that there are aspects of life that they can't describe with words, and they are willing to take risks and "fall" in order to gain a better understanding. This theme is repeated throughout the song, with the singer expressing a personal pursuit of knowledge that is both "warm and mute" and "cute."
There is also a sense of shared experience between the singer and someone else - referred to as "we." This other person is also characterized as curious but hesitant, and the two are branded "cowards" for never having spoken up about what they feel. The chorus repeats the idea that they are "small and confused" but still trying to make sense of the world around them. The final lines suggest that the singer's heart and head are at odds - a theme that reflects the complexity of the human experience, especially when it comes to matters of the heart.
Overall, "Magazine" is a thoughtful and introspective song that explores themes of curiosity, self-discovery, and vulnerability.
Line by Line Meaning
My curious overflow
My endless curiosity
Could never say hello
Could never be expressed
To things we didn't show
To things that were hidden from others
But I'll find out in the end
But the truth will reveal itself eventually
A little piece of all
A small part of everything
My words could never call
I couldn't put it into words
This time I have to fall
This time I have to fail
To find out in the end
To learn the truth eventually
Somehow it's in my mind
It's stuck in my mind
Somehow I'm still that kind
I'm still that type of person
Somehow we're small and confused
We feel insignificant and lost
Two cowards anyway
We were both too afraid
We never had a play
We never had a plan
For what we ought to say
For what we should have said
But I'll find out in the end
But the truth will reveal itself eventually
My personal pursuit
My own personal quest
Like liquids warm and mute
Like quiet, warm liquids
My comment's still that cute
My comments are still charming
But I'll find out anyway
But I'll learn the truth anyway
Somehow it's in my mind
It's stuck in my mind
Somehow I'm still that kind
I'm still that type of person
Somehow we're small and confused
We feel insignificant and lost
Somehow my heart is back
My heart is back to feeling the same way
Somehow my head could crack
My head is overwhelmed
Somehow we're small and confused
We feel insignificant and lost
Contributed by Emma J. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
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