[Translated 2011 by René Beerends]
After his frustrating experiences in the music business - the well-earned pennies for his "comeback" single were safely put away - Horse Badorties found himself in this cold winter at the turn of the year 1993 over the warming ventilation shaft of a well-known temple of consumption (unfortunately we can't mention them, because currently there are still negotiations about forthcoming sponsorships).
On his cheap Japanese mini keyboard he frustratingly hammered the usually ingratiating melody of his only hit "Get Happy!!". But it was not so easy here to get him into the right attitude, since his thoughts kept wandering off. He felt being watched, but despite all his efforts could not locate, where this threat came from. Again and again he tried with a fleeting, stealthy glance over the edge of his glasses for the blind to determine the location of the mysterious threat.
... Parallel scene / Change of location ...
A certain Mr. L4A Miller, grandchild of a famous-infamous Mrs. Miller, to whom he owed his first existence as second-hand vegetable trader - with nostalgia he thinks about the tons, tons of eggs and tomatoes that she could deliver him again and again - even still today it is incomprehensible for him, where she quite got these, and from whatever dark channels she brought it to light. It remained her secret and even at her deathbed she would not relieve herself, she just said "CATCH A FALLING STAR" and took along this secret into her eternity ... In any case, no one wanted this supply of fruits, and he reflected about a new existence. He wanted to do something, which he was really good at. He thought and thought and actually only two things remained: he had once been district champion in slurping bath water and also he could sing remarkably well, in the bathtub he rose to unexpected form. However, since his taste had changed in the course of time, for what normal person would slurp bath water anyway, he was left with nothing but the love for music. He practiced for ages with his bedroom mirror and his favorite tennis racket, and when he felt ready for bigger things, responded to 327 advertisements ... and received no answer 327 times. He was ready to follow his grandmother, when surprisingly he got an offer as caretaker of the temple of consumption mentioned above ... and acted. His love for music had almost withered, until the moment when, in the subterranean floor of the above mentioned temple of consumption, the lovely tones of Horse Badorties' hit "Get Happy!!", yet again mentioned above, reached him.
... Change of scene ...
Horse Badorties slowly sank into a trance, he repeated the melody over and over again, until he perceived the tinkling of the coins thrown at him only as a distant echo. Meanwhile, apparently, he had become completely indifferent to the fact that most of the coins disappeared into the deep below the grid he was sitting on, and that few reached his Norwegian Bobble hat. But suddenly harmonies reached his absolute hearing, human harmonies, that formed into words. These words strung together, a refrain turned up, disappeared again. And Horse Badorties just thought: "Now they come for me". But then he heard a noise below him. He startled out of his lethargy and threw his last remaining match, with which he actually wanted to set fire to his last half-smoked chicken, in the shaft below him and barely saw a man in a grey caretaker's dustcoat sneak away. Yes, brilliant deduction! We are back at Mr. Miller again. Because as you already guessed right: something earth-shaking has happened: the Big Bang, the primordial tone of our favorite combo: S/T.
What happened next to these two, is being debated by music historians to this day. It can be taken for granted however, and most celebrities in this field are in agreement on this: At some point the two shared their receipts that they found in the hat and in the shaft resp. and got together. After this they never performed in public again. But from now on they intend, because they seem to be made for each other, to bring their musical gems to the people through the nowadays suppressed plastic discs. Only a few, since they think that on the whole world there are maybe 50 people that know to appreciate their peculiar sound constructions...
As granny Miller used to say quite rightly: "CATCH A FALLING STAR".