RAMMA DAMMA, Ich bin Dein Taugenichts, 1975Posted: November 10, 2010
Eccentrics have a hard time in Germany. In popular culture our land of poets and philosophers never spawned a Liberace, Salvador Dali, not even an Elton John. Siegfried & Roy would have never gotten famous in Germany. We don´t like eccentricity, it´s thought of as pushy and artificial, instead of flashy and artistic. We love authentic, honest and modest stars like Herbert Grönemeyer, Peter Maffay und Wir sind Helden. Artists that are so boring, that nobody outside of Germany knows who they are. Even abroad we are appreciated for our dull German virtues : reliability, straightforwardness and strictness. German Engineering and Techno made in Berlin are our German trademarks.
Consequently culturally we don´t have much to offer to the world right now. Because we´re lying to ourselves. To a degree every artist is an eccentric. Artists need to be eccentric because art needs to be a “deviation from the center” to be recognisable as art. In German the word just doesn´t have a positive connotation. Our most famous eccentric German pop star is Nina Hagen. She´s great but she´s also the only one. At least no other famous German eccentric pop star comes to mind. There still is Heino though, the epitome of German squareness. At least abroad people seem to think he´s really weird.
Ramma Damma on the other hand seems to have been a real eccentric. Sadly to no avail, because I couldn´t find any information about him, besides a picture of another one of his 45´s . For some reason his singing reminds me of the X Files-episode of the Simpsons, in which Mr. Burns is a glowing and drugged ghosts and whispers: “I bring you love!”
The lyrics of Ich bin Dein Taugenichts (I´m your good-for-nothing/ne´er-do-well) are pretty cool though. He´s singing about the flower-pot that he carries around, the green grass that covers his car and how he wants to hypnotize the world to be less normal.
“Whoever fools around a lot in the daytime, is the king of the night.”
„Ich bin Dein Taugenichts/ Ja wirklich, ich taug zu nichts/ Nur in der Liebe bringst du mich auf Trab/ Nur in der Liebe racker ich mich gerne ab/ Ich hab auf meinem Auto grünes Gras und bin auch sonst nicht ganz von hier/ Ich pfeif auf dies und pfeif auf das und fantasier´/ Denn wer am Tag viel Unsinn macht, ist König in der Nacht/ Ich geh mit meinem Blumentopf spazier´n und hänge rum, im Zeitkanal/ Ich will die Welt hypnotisier´n, seid doch nicht so, nicht so normal/ Denn wer am Tag viel Unsinn macht, ist König in der Nacht“