Record release show

07.06.24

Privatclub Berlin

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new single

HUM LIKE A TRAM

LISTEN HERE

courage is a curse

LP 07.06.2024

PAul dill and the black bears

LP 2019

the woman with the knotted hands

single 2021

we enjoy the good part of being here

EP 2017

Hum Like a Tram

(official video)

Hume Like a Tram

(live at KAOS Berlin)

Hunters and collectors

The Village

Bribe the bride

The woman with the knotted hands / live

Info English


Keenly observant,

once free, once tender, once furious,

Paul Dill sings light into a dark

stairwell.

Inspired as much by Biermann, Bukowski and Gaudi

as by Hertha Müller,

the singer offers enchanting,

dancing folk rock stories.

With finger-light, feral guitar playing,

scraps of thoughts become poetic collages,

clichés become art again.

Always driven by the love

of the unpredictable,

Dill draws on a wealth of experience

as composer

for contemporary dance and

as flight attendant.


Expect debut album "Courage is a curse" on 07.06.24,

to be celebrated with Paul's terrific band in Privatclub Berlin.


Info Deutsch


Scharf beobachtend,

frei, zart oder wütend

singt Paul Dill Licht ins dunkle

Treppenhaus.

Inspiriert von Biermann, Bukowski und Gaudi

zu Hertha Müller

dichtet der Sänger seine zauberhaft

tänzelnden Folkrock-Geschichten.

Mit fingerleichtem, verwilderten Gitarrenspiel

werden aus Gedankenfetzen poetische Kollagen,

aus Klischees wieder Kunst.

Immer getrieben von der Liebe

zum Unvorhersehbaren

schöpft Dill aus der jahrelangen Arbeit als Komponist

für zeitgenössischen Tanz und

Flugbegleiter.


Am 07.06.24 erscheint sein Debut Album „Courage is a curse“,

welches Paul mit seiner grandiosen Band im Privatclub Berlin feiert.



Young Priest


Went and stretched our legs

in the forrest

You felt 39 I shook 44

Drang the water out of the basket

I needed less time,

cause my throat was sore

When I was a young priest

I didn’t believe

Well, now I am an old boy

Trade in my toys

All the power up in the wire

You are carrying your belly

like a trophy thorn

Then the magic sang by the choir

You need to wrestle with your youngest son

When I was a young priest

I didn’t believe

Now I am an old boy

Trade in my toys


Apparently


tell me how am I still here

yes, sure I know the deal

wait your turn and shape your spear

sharp and point straight to the heart


apparently it’s all I know

apparently it’s all I adore

said the carpet to the floor


let’s roll it out

and roll it in


tell me who am I still near

castles, bells and dolls

come closer looser

give me a taste of what you hear

wait your turn and make your spear

stick it to the audience

like they won’t know what hit ‘em

and bleed for you forever


apparently it’s all I know

apparently it’s all I adore

said the carpet to the floor

apparently it’s all I know

apparently it’s all I adore

said the lady in the grocery store


let’s roll it out

and roll it in


I’ve been waiting outside to tell you

how waiting outside

is not an option anymore




Doggy Bag



I said nobody hurt me

nobody felt bad

when you return

give me your gift in a doggy bag


hum hum hum


autumn leaves fall peacefully

on my knees bruises, silly


I was climbing down the vibrant clouds

hear the drums beating down


I said nobody heard me

nobody felt bad

when you return

give me your love in a doggy bag

I want your love in a doggy bag


hum





Hum like a tram


Nobody craves for somebody’s fear

But with happiness it’s quite the opposite

If you bother one another, you have somebody


The pot fed back into its self

Cycling the coffee, cooking the coffee

I watch the steady flow

Had a pot balanced in the spout

And the sink is full of black berries

in a dark mush


I don’t loose my nerves

they are not getting less but too many

and they all hum like a tram


The pot fed back into its self

Cycling the coffee, cooking the coffee

I watch the steady flow

Had a pot balanced in the spout

And the sink is full of black berries

in a dark mush


Almost flowers

splendid in deep, dark porcelain


To look down on it





Die Zeit


Du sagst die Zeit verändert dich

Ich glaub die Zeit ist ne Erfindung

Du meinst du bist nicht mehr der jüngste

Du fürchtest dich


Doch nie passiert was in der Zukunft

Und nie passiert was in der Vergangenheit

Und auch die Zeiger für die Gegenwart

kriegst du nicht zu packen


Du sagst die Zeit verändert dich

Ich glaub die Zeit ist ne Erfindung, die gibt es nicht

Und alles was da ist, ist nur Veränderung

Du meinst du bist nicht mehr der jüngste

Du fürchtest dich vor dem was noch kommt vor dem was schon war


Doch nie passiert was in der Zukunft

Und nie passiert was in der Vergangenheit

Und auch die Zeiger für die Gegenwart

kriegst du nicht zu packen


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