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>> Lederhosen Lucil joins the Subumlauts for a counterfeit kraut überload


by LORRAINE CARPENTER

 

Legend has it that Lederhosen Lucil carted her keyboard to Kanada to share the love and goodwill of her native Beerstein City. Meanwhile, the Subumlauts fought in an epic civil war on Umvelt before landing on Earth to become the local band they are today. Das Mirrör conferenced with Lucil’s representative Krista Muir and Subumlauts leader Gunther (partly in his strange “Albert Seliger” guise) to discuss the awesome joining of forces that is about to take place.

 

 

Mirrör: Okay, so both your mythologies are based in this fantasy Germany in some unspecified time period?

Krista Muir: Lucil was actually born in a lab in 1998 as I am today, this height and weight. She could just as easily have been Baklava Bernice but some German cells got in there, hence the braids and the accent. Other than that, she’s pretty much an otherworldly girl.

Gunther: For me it’s also something that’s separated from this world, kind of like Lord of the Rings and the Middle Earth, but with free beer.

M: I notice you’ve both avoided the whole Nazi thing in favour of more quaint, innocent stereotypes.

KM: Oh, those Nazis, they get enough press!

G: The Germanic elements in the Subumlauts aren’t really German as this world knows it. WWII didn’t happen on Umvelt. But people have tried to peg it on us anyway and it’s really weird. “Well, you’re Germans, German means this, right?” They just can’t get away from that association so we’re doing our part to break the stereotype.

M: Promoting the importance of beer over world domination.

KM: Laughter over pain.

G: Precisely.

 

Bier und bubble boys

M: So Gunther, you mentioned free beer.

G: I applied for a sponsorship but I didn’t get an answer. I’m working towards free beer for everyone.

M: What’s your favourite brew?

G: [very matter-of-factly] Boréale. Rousse.

KM: Lucil’s more of a Mexican beer and British cider girl. She’s got expensive tastes, so I can’t let her out very often.

G: I don’t actually drink beer, I pour it all over my body and let it enter my pores. I was pickled in a keg of wine for two years and it’s the only way to preserve my body, otherwise I’ll decay. I have a doctor’s note.

KM: Smells like you’ve been taking your medicine. Do they have beer ice cream and beer roll-ups on your planet?

G: We do now. I’m writing this thing as we speak, I’ll work it in.

M: Okay, describe your music for me.

G: Well, there’s some pretty heavy poetry happening. I write songs about beer, love, love of beer, sausages, beer again, and Umvelt. And then there’s a guitar, and drums and bass too, and I guess some would say it’s punky.

KM: Lucil makes a Yamaha-driven, cross-spectrum of genres recounting stories of bad jobs, sucrose addiction, allergy problems and bizarre products at the drug store. And boys, sometimes.

G: You should write a song about David Hasselhoff. He’s a boy.

KM: I have a song about bubble boys.

G: Oh, there you go, it’s already covered.

 

Kanadisch oder deutsch?

M: How do real Germans react to this schtik?

KM: They usually love it. Once, this couple in their mid-70s came to a show in Kingston ’cause they thought I played traditional polka music. They sat politely through the whole thing and at the end I said, “Any requests?” and they’re like, “Ja, can you play Askäzeinewulfenkein?” I was like, “[gasp] The real deal!” and I went up to them after and they really liked it, I was surprised.

G: Yeah, German punks like our shows. One guy brought our CD to Germany and played it in a bar, and he was like, “Well, they didn’t make me turn it off.” So that was a good compliment. But once I gave a CD to my German relatives from Alberta and they read the back and said, “My God, you are destroying the German language, what you are doing to us?”

M: Any closing words of old kraut wisdom?

KM: Lucil has a motto: “Always make time to hose.” Hosing is a combination of rocking out and goofing off.

G: A very important saying in the Subumlauts world is: “Love changes like the weather, but beer ist forever.” :

At Petit Campus on Saturday, Feb. 23, 9pm, $6



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