Berlin was a city propelled by an energy that came in equal parts from anxiety and the search of pleasure and fulfilment. In the 1920s people really ‘danced on the edge of the vulcano’
Dada was the first and maybe the more extreme of all avant gards. Its wish to make people think through provocation, his preference for improvisation and the need for direct connection with the public made it a natural choice for cabaret
Cabaret had a complex relationship with censorship in Germany… even when the Weimar Republic abolished it in favour of the greatest freedom of expression
Berlin was the perfect city to receive cabaret as a form of expression. In the 1920s, the fragmented language and sultry commentary seemed to be custom made for a city with many souls and a hunger for life
Art Nouveau was the first art movement that proposed a form of art accessible to everyone. A way to comment on everyday life rather that en abstract way to ponder lofty matters. Cabaret imported those ideas into entertainment
AtoZ Challenge 2019 – Theme Reveal (Berliner Cabaret) In 1920s Germany, cabaret had a chance to express people’s feelings in that excessive, shockingly honest way that was so particular to Berlin, the town that was becoming a Weltstaadt. A cosmopolis.
March links roundup is especially stuffed with things comingup on this blog: book blogs, book relaunches, books related scavenger hunts. And Tolkien!
“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” – W.B. Yeats (quote)
A swift Gang Roundup this month, with just a couple articles about very unusual (even controversial) behaviour of the 1920s and a couple book recommendations
The Titanic bear one of the most haunting stories of our modern times. It is a story of tragedy, of people and birth and death. A story to rememebr after one hundred years.
The sink of the Titanic was the first modern disaster. The first people around the worls sperimented as their own. Were still doing, 100 years later
So summer has arrived in this corner of the world (Italy), and if you think I'm happy, I'll just say I was a penguin in another life. You see my problem, don't you? But there's a nice side to it. Cicadas. You can hear them everywhere here in Verona. Where there's a patch of green…