From Maidan to MH17

At the beginnings of this year the King of The Netherlands met that person during the Olympic Winter Games in Sochi, Russia. At the same moment Russian troops invaded Crimea. It was the start of the things that would come.


Earlier this year there was a new wave of protests in Kiev. I didn’t pay too much attention to it, because people came to Maidan Square quite regularly to set up their tents and give voice to their dissatisfaction. But this time the protests became more fierce in expression and the protesters became more numerous. I had a friend living in Kiev. I called him and asked if we could talk about the Maidan situation on our radio. That was our first interview. Yanukovich was still the president, and if „he does not go down, we will go down very bad,” he said. We made more calls. We heard about the fights in which he was participating, and then we heard about the people killed by snipers, and we heard that Yanukovich had left the country and that no-one could be really glad about it.

We also heard about the Russian journalists. „If there will be a second Nuremberg Trial, these journalists should be persecuted,” we heard him say at one point.

Soon after the Maidan uprisings, and Yanukovich flight, Russia invaded Crimea. Once Russia had Crimea they invaded east of Ukraine and gave the local thugs and criminals the chance to kill, kidnap and torture people. We talked about all this, and heard facts and stories from Kiev, and the voice of a friend, Dmytro Fedorenko, who lived in a country that was constantly menaced by the presence of Russian troops and unrest in the East, fuelled by Russian soldiers and hired criminals.

We also heard those stories.

Then the World Cup of football started and the situation in the east of Ukraine slowly turned into a local war, much to the convenience of all the politicians and leaders who showed their deep concerns.

It was time to talk with Dmytro again, to hear the latest updates. But then a civilian aircraft was hit by Russian missiles.

It is in the news for days now.

Radio On has stopped transmitting the regular programs. From Tuesday 00:00 until Sunday 00:00 we will broadcast non-stop all the interviews and talks we had with Dmytro Fedorenko.

During this week we will schedule new interviews as well, made after the MH17 disaster.

You can call it useless, because by Saturday it will be business as usual again, nothing will happen, because there are too many financial and economical ties between Russia and the rest of the western world. You can call it an action, it is okay, if you do.

The fact is that we run a radio. We have a very little voice. To make this voice be heard is the only thing we can do. Listen and think for yourself.

Tuesday 22.July 00:00 – Saturday 26. July 00:00 non-stop The Ukraine interviews with Dmytro Fedorenko on Radio On.

Voices of Ukraine – news in english

Inforesist – news from warzone in eastern Ukraine

Return (again) a re-issue of a release by Zeromoon

In Calabria – Flowers


A sharp ticking against the window of the door woke me up. I was not caught in a dream. There was daylight already, but it was still early. My first thought was that Dani had arrived, as he had told me he might drive down from Massa the night before. Maybe he didn’t have the keys to his apartment with him. I got out of my bed as the ticking continued.


A big man stood at the other side of the door. The door is made out of vertical and horizontal metal strips that enclose little windows from top to bottom. Behind him I saw four or five more men, two of them holding a gun. They didn’t point the gun at me; the men were quite relaxed, the guns pointed at the tiles of the terrace. 


He showed me his id card. I opened the door. “Were you still sleeping?” was his first question. He spoke to me as if we had known each other for years. What I was facing was an anti-mafia brigade. “Do you have any weapons, ammunition hidden in your house?”


“No.” Somehow I was too amused by the whole situation to feel uncomfortable. He went on to explain they wanted to do a house search. I had the right to call a lawyer, so that the house search would be done in his presence. It was 6:30 in the morning. “Do come in,” I said. I walked to the other room, with an other door made out of windows and metal strips and behind it, another broad smiling man with a gun, who asked politely if I could open the door for him.


Five men were looking at my desk with cassette players and cassettes. I left them looking at it in peace, and waited in the kitchen until they were ready.


We made a round and ended up downstairs in the restaurant zone. There we were joined by five or six more men. In fact I saw new faces arrive all the time. I answered their questions about the identity of the place. And then I answered questions about the nature of my cassettabouts. “You are on youtube?” Instead of leading them to my noise set in San Francisco I directed them to ‘field recordings.’ They listened to Chris Watson. “Do you record birds?”


They shook hands when they went away. The leader of the operation smiled a very friendly smile. “Did you ever meet such nice policemen?” Must admit, never did. They even wanted to offer me a breakfast at a bar, were it not that the next bar was at a 45 minutes walk.


Part of my morning ritual is to follow the news in the East of Ukraine. A lot of tweets come in. A lot of these tweets show evidence of the Kremlin lies.


Historians still try to find out how it came about that so many Germans supported Hitler. They could find an answer if they study the attitude shown by the German population in the current Ukraine crisis. Nothing has really changed.


PUNK IS DADA – revisited

They say “hha” in a very cute way. As opposed to the interrogative “huh” where the pitch changes to an higher end in order to create a little void to be filled in by an explanation, this “hha” starts in the torso, like a sigh, but has nothing of its weariness, on the contrary it expresses an inviting recognition to an observation; it encourages and rewards the agent for her/his sharp insight by this sign of approval.


The sound of “hha” has also a very retro quality about it, as it alludes to adventure films or serials for the older kids, aged 11 to 14. The heroes of those movies or TV-serials were kids in that age. They were very popular in the 50s and 60s at the other side of the sexual revolution. The kids were always running, talking in an agitated whispering voice, and on their way to solve a mysterie or to expose the nice gentleman as the villain. At key moments, and there were a few of them to keep them running from one scene to the other, there was always one girl or boy who had solved a piece of the riddle. The other kids would say “hha.”

Youth is a beautiful conspirational moment in life.

Punk is Dada came to the Oranien Studio with two guests. They were in their mid-twenties. Each one of them brought their laptop. Viewed from a critical distance, the kind of distance that wears a wig and carries the load of tons of religious and philosofical books, one could think these kids were hanging out on Facebook, watching Youtube and throwing one-liners at each other, in short, that they were having fun.
If you avoid the narcist post-modern approach and stay away from easy commenting you could notice that something else was going on. I come to that.


The radio show itself, of which I sensed it would be a radio experiment given the planned involvement of various social media by P.I.D., evolved around topics as ‘mash-up,’ ‘appropriation,’ ‘contextualisation.’ It had hilarious and serious moments, jokes, parody, popular youtube songs, star-bashing, short live performances and a guest appearance by Obama watching twerking black asses from his terrace while drinking pineapple/orange juice. Tweets and links were send out to invite the listener to open an extra tab on the computer and watch or read along with the trio in the studio.

It was a big outburst of energy, a wave to which I had to resist, because I was born before the wall fell; I was even born before they built it. But it was rewarding, though I have to admit I got into it when I listened the second time and had thrown away my wig and smashed the mirror. To repeat the things that were discussed would go too far. The show was wild and controlled at the same time. The topics changed with every two minutes. Flaws in conversation were filled by the bedroom producer guest crooning away over the sounds he had harvested from the internet. Punk is Dada had a great radio voice.

The atmosphere was very pleasant. One thing stood out from the discussions: conflict is an out-dated concept. Points were brought forward, and met with questions. I could sense the power of soft persuasion. The creation of a comfort zone, or a bubble, maybe even a cell, was the most important. Such a situation is not static, is without well-defined borders; it could change with every new constellation, or with every new day. This explains the use of words as ‘concept’ (to replace the much harsher and static ‘definition.’) and ‘context’ (to replace the much harsher and static ‘idea.’) De Saussure would have eaten his shoe.

There are voices that predict the end of the browser. Safari, Chrome, Mozilla, Opera and the likes will disappear with time. People, funny enough called “Users” will get access to the internet through an App. In metabolist architecture habitats were the working cells in a changing society, that was seen as an organism. Nowadays, internet has become the habitat. Habitats develop and get organised. The metabolist architects thought ‘buildings,’ but they couldn’t foresee they illustrated what the internet would look like.


PUNK IS DADA SPEAKS was broadcasted live by Radio On on 8. April. PUNK IS DADA was the host, and brought the following concept for the show:

The first show will be titled An Informal discussion on the contextualisation of original source,” found” art and the bedroom producer with regard to social media marketing and its impact on the codes and ethics of authorship.

With Special Guests Grey Market Mixtape and SFTSTPS


SFTSTPS couldnot come. He was replaced by Elvia Wilk.

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Radio On will re-broadcast the show on various days and hours of the week.
Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, 16. 18, & 19. April from 04:00 -06:00 and 20:00-22:00 (Berlin time) (-5 to -9 for the America’s) (+7 for Japan)