Sunday Music, Monday Edition

It is very humid in Suebia. I was given some tasks to fulfil while I am staying here, like hoover the rooms, go out & buy some necessities (mostly bread and beer), take care of the garbage – all things necessary while others go out and earn all the dosh for this life of luxury, teehee …
The already mentioned humidity prevented me from finishing the hoover action, I started leaving little puddles behind when I stayed too long at one position to surely suck in the last dust bunny, or its grandchild, little bunny. The weather forecast says that rain & thunderstorm will start at 16:00 – and given the fact that it is a Suebian forecast, one can be nearly one hundred percent sure that it will start not one minute before 16:00. This would be un-Suebian. But, of course, you will not find the smallest hint of Suebian bashing here, never.
Today’s Sunday Music is Mr Brad MEHLDAUs (b. 1970) (Ger., Eng.) version of McCARTNEYs (b. 1942) (Ger., Eng.) Blackbird (Ger., Eng.). While the music is excellent, I think the producers could have done with a little less camera action and cuts – goodness, it’s no action video. I hope you enjoy the music, and have a relaxed week ahead !

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Trippin’

You have not been alive when you can’t say that you once travelled on the Suebian railway (“Schwäb’sche Eisebahne”). So join me on a photographic journey from Neckarsulm to Metzingen. We start in Neckarsulm (Ger., Eng.), that dates back to a Roman foundation. Today it is mostly known for its automotive industry.

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Neackarsulm station in all its renovated glory

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Next we will reach Heilbronn (Ger., Eng.), a former Reichsstadt. The city is mostly indescribable, simply because (with the notable exception of the KIlianskirche (Ger., Eng.)) there is nothing worth to be described. Here usually strange people enter the train, humans wearing training gear, who have no qualms to describe intimate personal “things” in a fully seated railway carriage. Conversations may start with “Yeah, I’m out on probation now.”, phone calls may include “Only ten grams ?! Make it fifteen shithead, and we’re good. You owe me …” You get the idea.

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Heilbronn. There is always a train outbound.

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Next stop is Nordheim (Ger., Eng.). Obviously they like to leave assuring, positive messages on the walls.

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Nordheim says “Be positive” !

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Our next stop is Kirchheim (Ger., Eng.). They like their Abstandsgrün here.

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Kirchheim am Neckar. The river must be somewhere behind the greenery.

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Now we fly into BIetigheim-Bissingen (Ger., Eng.), where we are greeted with modern architecture.

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Bietigheim-Bissingen has one of these modern “Turmhäuser”, tower houses.

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Next is Ludwigsburg (Ger., Eng.). It was founded in the early 18th century, it is a planned settlement (“Planstädte” (Ger., Eng.), and shows how an 18th century ruler wished a city should look. Many barracks.

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Ludwigsburg

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Now we reach Stuttgart (Ger., Eng.), the Suebian capital The station is a terminus, but they are not satisfied with that, and dug a large hole, where billions of € vanish. They promised to keep the old (pretty ugly, but architecturally & historically relevant station building), but astoundingly a lot of it had to be cut down. Now some rumours of corruption go round (Ger.), a fool who thinks bad about it.

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This is still above ground, the new station will mainly be below ground. Nobody said that it would look any better.

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And now we leave, I just had to sit on the opposite seat to avoid unwanted bodily reactions.

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Leaving Stuttgart

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Wendlingen (Ger., Eng.), here we come !

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Wendlingen

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Oberboihingen (Ger., Eng.). Where is Unterboihingen ? Every time I pass one of these pubs along the travel route, I feel the urge to stop and walk into the establishment. Of course I never do.

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Oberboihingen and its promising pub.

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I can not say something about our next stop, Bempflingen (Ger., Eng.). The structure in the distance is the Schwäbische Alb, a good place.

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Bempflingen

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And finally we reach the end of our little journey, Metzingen (Ger., Eng.), where they produce clothes.

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Metzingen. The cheap casino is on the other side of the track.

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And finally one last picture, somewhere in Suebia.

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Looks like snow.

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A Suebian Experience

Finally I arrived in the 21st century communicationstechnocallywise – I think this worm-word can be called a Germanicism. The last weekend, at least Saturday evening, was pretty”android”. I have no clue what a “droid” is ; “android” may be short for “anthropo-id”, human-like, perhaps.
As I mentioned before, I was given a new communicator, a smart phone. I even had played around with it, because I had received a new sim-card from my telecommunication provider. The young man of this company’s serviceline fell over backwards – metaphorically speaking – when I articulated my wishes, and he had checked my customer data. So they made me a very nice offer I hardly could refuse. And only two days later I received a new rooter I had not asked for, replacing the outdated model that was soldiering on. Without any difficulties by the way : I just ripped the old thing out and put the new thing in. This may give you an hint of my relation to technology, or “smart” devices : I have no idea.
As already mentioned the new phone runs with “android” as operating system, so it is a google affair. I shyed away from setting this pretty new thing up. I hold grudges, it is an inherited failure. My paternal grandmother was known to hold grudges older than herself. My father was a bit softer on this matter, I am terrible. So the idea to have something “google” (and google only), since I avoided everything “google” for some years now, was not nice. The other thing is also old experience, back from digital stoneage, when “setting up” a “system” usually ment another sleepless night. I had asked a young man, who has some knowledge about these modern deVices, and he said “First – it is self-explanatory. Second – accept all, and it works.” I read an article in “Wired” explaining how an “Android”-phone can be de-googled, but in the end the author said that it is a lot of hazzle, annoyance, and one must seriously ask oneself whether it is worth the effort. So I deceided to jump right in.
I know from experince that I am terrible with manuals, and stuff. So I wanted la Suebienne by my side – and it was of course the right decision. A person who not only finds the damn manual on the web (the phone comes with very fundamental paper instructions ; of course the manual is on the phone, reachable – but only after you have set it up), finds it I say, reads it – and understands it, so my dumb questions are met with an answer that works ! Every bloke should have a Suebienne by his side, this would make the world a better place, really. My female readers may just smile knowingly.
An example is this : It is a phone. So of course we called it, and dutifully a screen appeared that gives the incoming number ; it shows a green telephone receiver in the left lower corner, and a red one in the right corner. So I tap my finger on the green receiver and say “hello” – what does nothing to the phone, it keeps ringing. Later I was called while in the contact section : The green receiver popped up at a different location, and wriggled. I touched it, and all was fine, clear connection. My reaction was to swear and ignore, while la Suebienne looked in the manual and told me that the correct prodecure is to tab the finger on the green receiver, and pull the icon to the middle of the screen. Yes, this works ; would have cost me ages and some swearwords to find out. By the way, she owns an “i-phone”, things are different in this sphere …
La Suebienne helped me to solve a lot of other problems, and now the smart phone works. I use face recognition (less security, more comfort : Someone could unlock by holding a picture of me into the camera.), and was seriously pissed off when my first tries were met with the notice “No face was recognised” : HEY – I did not hold a pig’s head into the camera ! After some attempts it works well – I can marvel at the pictures of the lock-screen (I opted for rotational sets that will be updated), stroke over the screen, look at the camera, and enjoy the quiet “blip” indicating that my phone loves me now, that the lock is open, what of course is shown on the screen too. The phone sleeps when I put it away, it wakes up when I take it in my hand, and starts fast.
It connected without any trouble to the Suebian home LAN, and will do the same thing here in my appartement. And it will connect to my vehicle – even the “Opahandy” did this without trouble, but of course its battery / accumulator was dry after two hours latest – something that will not happen with this new deVice. So I will be able to receive calls from customers / parents, and my dispatcher, while I am in the vehicle, hands free : A good thing.
I deceided to love SAMSUNG. I feared that I would be forced to use anything “google”, like the google browser. SAMSUNG built its own browser, and it does all a browser should do. AND it comes with a lot of prefab possibilities, like search engines – my favourite search engine “startpage” (the European search engine) was already there, also DuckDuckGo etc. And a lot of ad-blockers, some I even had not heared about before, and an “anti social” widget or add on, or how this things are called. BTW I hate the word “app”, it is tremendously ugly imho.
As your phone FirstNations (sorry dear, I can’t call you “Dave” after all we’ve been through !), mine is clad in a kind of protective “case”, can not say that I would like it. The phone itself is nearly perfect design-wise, I like it a lot. Maybe there are flaws, but I have not seen them yet – but I am seriously using this thing only for two days now. I do not find it awkward to speak into, I simply hold it like a usual phone, and it works. I used the earphones, and a Sunday Music I clicked was cristal clear. The machine boots fast, and as mentioned, I look at it and it unlocks. I do not expect the thing to make my life faster, easier of more efficient, simply because I will not use it for banking, “shopping” or somesuch inanities, it is a phone after all. It handles two Sim-cards well (this is something smart, really), and I can look something up in the web. If need be – as I saw in Suebia from a cab driver – it is usable as navigational help.
All this would have not happened without la Suebienne. I thank GOd that she’s there. Und des ned bloß wech’n dem fohn

Sunday Music, Wednesday Edition

My apologies for being late, noticeably late this time. Nobody around I could blame except me. But Suebia plays a part in this too, maybe things do become little light under this sky ?
Like last Sunday. One drives around a bit, and – of course ! – finds oneself at a scenic outlook (they have lots of scenic outlooks here), in front of a church of pilgrimage.

Random Suebian Landscape Seen From Random Suebian Belvedere

And while one hangs out in this church minding one’s own business, the organist starts to practise. Some titles were beyond recognition, at least for me, but I am not really in church music, while I think I know some of the old howlers when I encounter them.
And while one sits & wonders, the priest steps in and starts a devotion for the mourners, a very well fitting meditation. Thankfully, due to the virus, singing is not allowed during religious events – but I think I would have been wise enough to keep my mouth shut anyway ; too many people would think I try to make a mockery of the event when it simply is ineptitude that causes my terrible singing, I am not able to hit a right note.
After all this we were floating over the land like a cloud, pretty aimlessly – and “bang !” – you find yerself in front of a very large & impressive cloister, a real “fortress of faith”, eine Glaubensfestung. And because we are in the rich neighbourhood now, the organist plays the Goldbergvariationen (Ger., Eng.) without braking a sweat, tah – rodomont !
Since all this was a little exhausting & draining, Monday was a day of doing nothing, while Tuesday was spent on a (Suebian) mountain (they’d call it a hill somewhere else, but when in Rome …), and in the valley of a wild mountain “river”, thankfully it comes with a Biergarten.
Enough of my Suebian shenanigans.
This Sunday Music is a piece composed by Mr HAENDEL, from his opera Alcina (Ger., Eng.) a “sinfonia”. I hope you enjoy the music. Hopefully the week was good for you up to now, may it continue.

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