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".Anyway, it doesn't matter at all. 'If you are able to supply a large Anlage and a fat guitar amplifier, GNILL may even play in your living room,' the ad said. Of course, I didn't have the slightest idea what was going on, as I didn't even know what a fat amplifier was. The only thing I knew was that a fat cat started to cross the road in complete silence, and that I was the one responsible. To be honest, I still don't know anything about these things today, as I write these words. Even worse, I couldn't remember when the conversation with my music teacher had stopped, a conversation that ended right with its beginning. And actually, it was not a conversation but a short monologue instead, a monologue of a person soon to be described in 'Der Autoritäre Charakter' by Theodor W. Adorno. My mind had turned into a cupboard of old, dusty archives. From today's point of view, this must be the reason why I had to ship my body to France where I happened to register in the Fremdenlegion, until - years later - I found myself on this bench in a park near the Sacre Coeur." (K. Fries, Memories, 2010)