Ricardo: Hey Ritchie - nice Fettucine with porcini mushrooms!! I was just out shopping in some uber coolische stores and found this great t-shirt for you!

Richie: (mouth full of food) Ricardo, why thank you! a t-shirt with "lets be cool and move to Berlin and buy t-shirts!" written on it! how wonderful! You must try the spaghetti al tartufo bianco here washed down with the riesling - theyre simply minimalicious!!!

Magda enters stage right: Richie!! Ricardo!!! *(Much air kissing)* This Clarkees restaurant is so, how shall I put it......minimal!! Have you tried the "Minimal Lasagne"??? Its so completely philosophical!! You must try some! I must rush back to my L-shaped sofa now! Ciao!!!

Ricardo: Bye magda. Richie, isnt it just fucking great being minimal?

Richie: It sure is!!! Its just fucking dandy jack.

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Magda: Hey Richie, do you know that: "Because things are the way they are, they will not stay the way they are"

Richie: How do you mean Magda?

Magda: Well, Berthold Brecht said that. Does he mean that if things arent the way they were then they might be something else?

Richie: No Magda, I think he means we should use these laptops and ipods to make minimal sounds.

Ricardo: Hey Magda, Richie, whats going on?

Magda: Hey Ricardo, we're just talking about Berthold Brecht. Do you know that he said: "Because things are the way they are, they will not stay the way they are"??

Ricardo: wow! what a minimal coincidence! I just bought you both a t-shirt with "Because things are the way they are, they will not stay the way they are" written all over it!!!

Richie: well what do you know! son of a gun - how fucking cool is it to be in Berlin?

Magda: pretty fucking cool Richie, pretty fucking cool!

Ricardo: who the fuck are these losers who write this shit? Do they even buy my records I wonder?

Richie: Who knows? I just took a look and some of it is pretty close to the bone dude. I mean it says here that Magda makes the tea. Ha! Who needs tea when you are engaged in a dialectical discussion under a muted blanket of sunshine among the perpetually bleak environs of the dystopia that we inhabit. Well when I say inhabit I mean in the existential manner. We don’t wish to own anything, rather we enter into relationships with the objects around us, coming out of our bodies and pushing ourselves out of ourselves and our machines, distending our minds and thought processes and hopefully at the end of the day, or by afternoon tea time at least, coming out with some pretty cool shit to release on our record label.

Ricardo: You took the words right out of my mouth Richie!

Warum Magda den Tee macht? Ist doch klar: Mug-da.

hauptsache, die shirts kommen unter die leute.

Ricardo: I am actually now suffering from writers block after the shock me and my artichoke received from looking at the Englander dumkopf website. I don’t know what I will do.

Magda: A cup of tea always makes things better. That’s what they always tell me in London!

Ricardo: I say we give them a good fucking kicking! Well a minimal pasting anyway! But we are simply too ubercoolische to fight! What can we do?

Magda: You could send Sven over…..

Richie: That’s a bit extreme. I know……we could send Robag Wruhme over!

Ricardo: That’s it! The self –confessed uberloony terrorist of minimal techno! Robag Wruhme! That’s the one. Why not both the Wighognmyny brothers? They can parachute in and find the perpetrators and kill them with some of their ubercraziness! Pah! The Englanders they only have “Peasey and Blocko” but we have the Robag! Unleash him on to the English pretenders I say! Yes my little artichoke we will have our revenge on those British and their Monty Peton Humour! Pah!

[To Be NOT Continued...]

Wighognmyny brothers?