(T:May M: Annen, May, Kantereit, Huck)
original performed by AnnenMayKantereit

performed, recorded, mixed and mastered by Libius Poke @ Rikners Rehearsal Room, Stonetec Studio and JuJo Berlin between May and October 2021

additional drums by Rikner
additional percussion by Franky

Robert Brauer - Marie (AnnenMayKantereit cover)

A remix album by Libius Poke

The songs on this album are all remixes and the rights to them are held by the authors and copyright collecting societies. It is not my intention to violate these rights profitably, but to have fun with the music that has influenced me in my career.

Produced, performed, recorded, mixed, an mastered by Libius Poke @ Stonetec Studio & Plattensprung Studio

Misirlou (Dick Dale Remix)

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Produziert von Libius Poke zwischen 2022 und 2025, gemixt und gemastert im Plattensprung-Studio Berlin von Libius Poke, arrangiert, eingespielt, getextet und aufgenommen von Robert Brauer
Trompeten eingespielt von S. Ulf Kluge

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Get up at 6. Shower, get dressed and take care of the cat. Breakfast at half past 6. Briefly read the newspaper. Wake up the children and the wife. Lunchboxes for school, a kiss goodbye. A short moment of silence. Everything has to be in its place. The typewriter, the dimmed light,  black coffee, the cigarettes within reach, the ashtray and the lighter next to it. Then I start typing.

Helden, Träume Und Die Revolution

The Typewriter

Es geht um einen Traum, den ich vor ein paar Wochen hatte.

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Produziert von Libius Poke zwischen 2022 und 2025, gemixt und gemastert im Plattensprung-Studio Berlin von Libius Poke, arrangiert, eingespielt, getextet und aufgenommen von Robert Brauer
Text & Musik: Robert Brauer
Weitere Stimmen: Schranke und Marty K.

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After I close my eyes, I start a thundering dream, not sure if I’m sleeping yet or suff’ring from a feeling. I try to enjoy this funny sensation; my brain hurts a lot from this colored creation. In this dark night, there is a place within that handles my sacrifice, my inner sin. Don’t need to worry ‘bout, this happens every day, and what was before doesn't matter anyway. Can’t hold my body and begin to fall. I concentrate to reach the bottom of it all, never felt so free, never felt so sure, as I reach the deep on the floor. I leave my whole real life behind, being a man and being mankind. I set my heart-shaped pillow on fire; all my dreams call me a liar. Mr Homme and Mr Brahms greet me with a grin. Both look drunk from the good-smelling gin. They invite me to stay awake all night, walk through the valley until I see sunlight. Rain starts falling upwards - what a twist! “You should know by heart that we don’t exist. We are just a projection in the dusty mist, and you are here at your very own risk. But please no fear - our efforts are in vain. Come a little bit closer - now it gets real’ insane. There is no place to hide from this sick game. To have a wet dream is not a shame. You have to leave your whole real life behind, being a man and being mankind. We’ll set your heart-shaped pillow on fire.” Both men call me a liar. Set the clock and wake me up. I dive deeper ‘ the rabbit hole - try to hold the line. I may have to investigate another crime. I rub my eyes, can’t believe what I see. There are swimming corpses in the deep sea. I find myself far away from any home, try to find out how to stop dreaming on, try to find the calm after the storm, try to find the meaning of my own. They tell me that I’m lost but a damned cool stranger, need to wake up now and be the next changer. High above my mind and deep beneath the sea, the nearly dead wreck in the mirror isn’t me. Mr Homme and Mr Brahms are fine and still drinking, while my hopes and ideals are sinking. I will set your heart-shaped pillow on fire, If you call me a liar. If you call me a liar.

Mr Homme & Mr Brahms

Eine Ode an die Berliner Gesellschaft mit viel Selbstironie.

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Produziert von Libius Poke zwischen 2022 und 2025, gemixt und gemastert im Plattensprung-Studio Berlin von Libius Poke, arrangiert, eingespielt, getextet und aufgenommen von Robert Brauer
Text & Musik: Robert Brauer
Weitere Stimmen: Der Plattenkreiselchor

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Text:
Ich will so gern nach St. Tropez, denn da brauch ich kein Toupet. Ich muss keine Sonnenbrille tragen. Keiner kennt dort meinen Namen. Ich will so gern nach Tokio, da bin ich inkognito. Ich muss keinen falschen Schnurrbart tragen. Keiner kennt dort meinen Namen. Ich will so gern nach Westerland, denn dort werd’ ich nicht erkannt. Ich muss keinen Trenchcoat tragen. Keiner kennt dort meinen Namen. Doch nun bin ich in Berlin. Hier wollt ich auch immer hin. Und selbst wenn ich hier ein Frauenkleid trage. Jeder kennt hier meinen Namen.

Ich Will So Gern Nach St. Tropez

Lass mich Dir erzählen, was am Tag des jüngsten Gerichts passieren wird.

Aus dem Album "Helden, Träume und die Revolution" von Robert Brauer (2025)

Produziert von Libius Poke zwischen 2022 und 2025, gemixt und gemastert im Plattensprung-Studio Berlin von Libius Poke, arrangiert, eingespielt, getextet und aufgenommen von Robert Brauer

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It was already gloomy when he spotted the rundown bar in the distance. „Dantes Inferno“ was writen above the frontdoor in neon-red letters. The door squeaked in greeting as he entered the empty bar. He walked through the haze straigt to the counter. He sat down on a shaby stool and looked the bartender straigt into the eyes. – I’m planning to go there - „Tell me! Which wine goes best with the apocalypse and which cheese is served with it?“ He asked the man behind the counter in a frightened voice. The barkeep placed the yellow glas in front of him and poored him some consulation. „Is it poison or medicine?“ - I’m not sure is it poison or medicine.

Pick Me Up When I'm Cool

Es gab da mal eine Band die über ein Frau namens Betty sang...

Aus dem Album "Helden, Träume und die Revolution" von Robert Brauer (2025)

Produziert von Libius Poke zwischen 2022 und 2025, gemixt und gemastert im Plattensprung-Studio Berlin von Libius Poke, arrangiert, eingespielt, getextet und aufgenommen von Robert Brauer
Text: Ron & Robert Brauer, Musik: Robert Brauer
Gitarrensoli: Loss Of Pierrot

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Betty left the field behind. A long slow pass to leave the world. And she takes somethings within. She takes away the lies to save the world from blame. She takes away the pain to dry my lovers eye. And she takes away the thought that I will allways be alone. And she wears golden shoes but don’t get in her big toes when she’s tipsy and fine in the morning at nine. She is water and wine a meaning without sign when she’s tipsy and fine in the morning at nine. Another fear is now with her. This mask refects her pain. But it’s trying to protect her from the rain. Perhaps the land’s hard near the rabbityard. Perhaps her eyes are filled with joy and warm her hidden shank. The music’s sweet and runns the engine. It’s warm, it’s real, a steady dream.

She Part II (Tribute To Picatrix)

Der Titeltrack zum Album

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Produziert von Libius Poke zwischen 2022 und 2025, gemixt und gemastert im Plattensprung-Studio Berlin von Libius Poke, arrangiert, eingespielt, getextet und aufgenommen von Robert Brauer
Musik: Robert Brauer

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Ein Liebeslied an diejenigen, die dafür verantwortlich sind, dass ich Liebeslieder singen kann.

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Produziert von Libius Poke zwischen 2022 und 2025, gemixt und gemastert im Plattensprung-Studio Berlin von Libius Poke, arrangiert, eingespielt, getextet und aufgenommen von Robert Brauer
Text & Musik: Robert Brauer
Trompete: S. Ulf Kluge
Weitere Stimmen: Der Plattenkreiselchor

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Text:
Once I met Lennon, maybe in a bar. Maybe I was drunk, cannot tell you so far. And I danced with Jackson, on the dancefloor. Did the moonwalk with him, straight out of the door. I cycled with Freddie, until he bites the dust. But unfortunately my memories did fall to rust. Layne and Lemmy were knocking at my door. And Elvis invited me to his privat drugstore. I was at the beach with my friend Kurt. I remember I was wondering, why he was wearing a skirt. But Jones told me, that he is alright. He was just preparing, for an important fight. And Joplin passed by, with the holding company. She signed with satan, for a major music deal. I saw Winehouse swaying at the ice cream stand, a cold Rickstasy and a blunt in her hand. It’s possible, that I was high at the time when Prince and I ordered the third red wine. We greeted Sid, at the table next to us. He was also waiting, to get home with the last bus. But Bowie convinced us, to stay till the morning dawn and listen to O’Connor, until it’s all done. Jim began to strip and Ray hits the keys. Then the drugs began to throw me down on my knees. Little Richard and BB King sang a love song for me. I think I was in a hospital, when I woke up naked and free. Marc Bolan came in, he was dressed with a white coat. He gave me an injection, I felt like a float. Lou Reed picked me up, we walked straight to the wild side. Dick Dale was surfing his guitar, what a lovely ride. And Hendrix teached me how to playing my guitar. Believe it or not it all happened in that bar. Now I’m here alone, exhausted and done. Realising step by step, they are all long gone. But their passion and love, their rhythm and beat. Their melodies so high and sometimes deep are a part of me, for keeping things true. They are the foundation of what I do. That's why I can sing, sing here for you. Sing a song about love - a lovesong for you.

A Lovesong for you

Das ist ein Anti-Kriegssong in dem ein Kriegs-Roboter Musik machen möchte statt zu töten.

Aus dem Album "Helden, Träume und die Revolution" von Robert Brauer (2025)

Produziert von Libius Poke zwischen 2022 und 2025, gemixt und gemastert im Plattensprung-Studio Berlin von Libius Poke, arrangiert, eingespielt, getextet und aufgenommen von Robert Brauer
Text & Musik: Robert Brauer
Trompete: S. Ulf Kluge

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He’s the creator. He builds machines that are made for fighting and murdering for peace. One night in his workshop it came to life. It first moved its grippers then operated its eyes. It looked at itself closely, found buttons like toys. Then it focused on the man and first used its voice: “Can you build me a hand? ‘Cause I don’t understand why I’m made for fighting. Instead, I’d like to play in a band! I want to have five fingers make a tune that lingers. I’m a robot made of steel, but my heart wants to feel. I wanna play the trumpet. This is my dream. Make music that is heard, to make it seem. Can you build me a hand? ‘Cause I don’t understand why I’m made for murdering. Instead, I’d like to play in a band!” The creator was shocked. He didn’t expect the faulty algorithm. He didn’t checked. “You can’t be an artist. I’ve invented you for killing. The war must be stopped. There is a job to fulfill.” He wanted to shut it down, but the robot was faster. It killed its maker. Happy ever after.

Can You Build Me A Hand?

Dieser Song reflektiert, dass es helle und dunkle Tage in unserem Leben gibt.

Aus dem Album "Helden, Träume und die Revolution" von Robert Brauer (2025)

Produziert von Libius Poke zwischen 2022 und 2025, gemixt und gemastert im Plattensprung-Studio Berlin von Libius Poke, arrangiert, eingespielt, getextet und aufgenommen von Robert Brauer
Text & Musik: Robert Brauer

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To feel joy is part of the game. From time to time it is part of the game. Sometimes sun and sometimes rain. To be hurt is part of the pain. From time to time it is part of the pain. Sometimes sun and sometimes rain.

Sometimes Sun Sometimes Rain

Es geschah eines Nachts in Berlin...

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Produziert von Libius Poke zwischen 2022 und 2025, gemixt und gemastert im Plattensprung-Studio Berlin von Libius Poke, arrangiert, eingespielt, getextet und aufgenommen von Robert Brauer
Text & Musik: Robert Brauer
Trompete: S. Ulf Kluge

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Da! Wer kommt von Fern dort durch den Nebel geritten? Es ist Stahnstocher Johnny auf der Suche nach Fritten. Sein treues Steckenpferd, die gute alte Trude hat einen verzauberten Schweif, der zeigt ihr jede Pommesbude. Von Kreuzberg bis Neukölln zieh’n sie durch das Land, haben so manches Bullenauto angezünd’ und verbrannt. Dabei wollten sie doch nur frische Fritten mit Senf.

Zahnstocher Johnny Und Sein Steckenpferd Trude

taken from "Family & Friends" by Libius Poke. Enjoy!

Family & Friends

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Libius Poke is a passionate musician. His beginnings go back to the 90s when he learned to play the guitar and made his first recordings on a cassette recorder. His claim to develop the music and not to take himself too seriously leads to some surprises and emphasizes the versatility of his work. Libius Poke is passion and eagerness to experiment paired with pressure and that special something...

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