Träume sind Schäume - Seife macht schön!

Ich habe mein Hobby, das "Seifemachen", zum Beruf gemacht. Nun betreibe ich einen Online-Shop (, gehe auf Märkte, beliefere Händler und versuche, ein Angebot an Pflegeprodukten zu schaffen, die nicht alltäglich sind. Wie speziell hangesiedete Seife und andere handgemachte Produkte sein können, kann man hier lesen.
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Sonntag, August 06, 2006

Soap Shop Rock

Down there on the football place I saw my sister burning
They tied her to a railway track And made her blue eyes turning
Her dog was sitting by her feet The whole night he was howling
On hasty pant the judge came down Slavering his golden gown
They say she was the one Who made the rain turn into black
They brought my sister to trial Cutting her face from her smile

On the holy waterfront The people stand there waiting
To see her blonde hair lighted To see her blood drip on the floor
She suddenly stood alone Shut down by silver and gold
The priest came and kissed her hand My daughter!
Soon you'll be released They say you are the one
Who stole the neighbour's babies The witness pointed at the chimney

And said this is her way home Down there in the gloomy room
Widows versed in law came soon My daughter! We are so polite
We make your dirty face white Her lungs gasped in the fire
Her signs were flying higher The mechanical voice of the guard
Was always repeating the same They say she was the one
Who came walking across the sea They cut the tree of her life
With their hypnotic life

(Amon Düül II - Soap Shop Rock [1970])

Was animiert mich zu sowas fragst Du, geneigter Leser?

Die Krautrock-Nacht im WDR. Faszinierend, was ich alles aufgrund meines Alters verpasst habe. Faszinierend vor allem in Bezug auf die Musik.

Welche Bedeutung mag Seife wohl im Jahre 1970 gehabt haben? ;)