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Wendekind - Zauberwerk - Debüt-EP

Benjamin Süß alias Wendekind ist ein Singer/Songwriter aus Aying bei München. Mit seiner Debüt-EP „Zauberwerk“ vom September hat Wendekind ein schönes Stück Deutsch-Pop-Geschichte veröffentlicht. Zwischen poetischen Texten, Sprechgesang und einer Mischung aus rockigen und elektr…

KUNZ: I’ve lost her. She’s gone for good. She’s gone and I’m alone. (He panics) Again. I’m alone again. I couldn’t make her stay so she left me and I’m alone again. AGAIN! Fuck, no, no, whatever I don’t fucking care fuck this bullshit fuck this fuck this you stupid CUNT fuck you you fucking WHORE fuck you fuck you fuck no please please please please (He starts to sob. He stops suddenly) This is the part where the writer wanted to be incredibly articulate and write thick, beautiful language for me to perform but suddenly remembered their own heartbreak and became very sad. (He goes back to sobbing) She told me how she wanted to fuck some German backpacker yesterday. I wanted to scream and yell and pound my fists into her chest and cry “Fuck only me! Belong to only me! Stay with only me!” but instead I gritted my teeth and said she should go for it. She came up with all these reasons why she couldn’t and all I was thinking was “If you aren’t asking for my permission, why the fuck are we talking about it?”

(He is still)

It feels like I’m dying. If this is what a broken heart feels like, then I want to die. Everything’s hazy. I can’t see straight. I’m going to be sick.

She just walked out the door. She just waltzed out without a problem and I was suddenly nothing to her. I’m displaced. I was an asylum seeker in her arms and now my home is gone; obliterated, desolate. Oh my fucking heart! I know you can’t make homes out of human beings but she was it. Monogamy is bullshit. Society uses the concept of “The One” to capitalise upon a strong and healthy population so we’re not crippled by the effects of eventual inbreeding, but its bullshit. Monogamy is bullshit and I fell right into it. She was it and now she’s gone. And I have nothing. Everything in my life revolved around her. Fuck. I truly was her moon. She’s gone and now I’m falling into the abyss. That metaphor rang a little too fucking true. She was my main income, my muse and the love of my life.

If this is what a broken heart feels like, then I want to die.  What’s the point? (He takes off his belt) If you aren’t being loved – (Wraps it around his neck) – what’s the fucking point? (It tightens. He struggles) No. No. Let’s do this. (He pulls harder. Finally, he backs out)

I can’t do it. I’m a failure in life and a failure when trying to enter death. Mum always said I was useless. (He pumps himself up to go again. His will fails.) Come on. Come on! Just fucking do it! Just one big pull!

(Calm comes over him. He tightens the belt, struggles for what seems like an eternity, and then collapses in a heap on the floor.)