This is message. This is a message. This is a message.
The code is not inside. The code has to be in your head.
This message can only be understood if you know how to dance.
If you do not know how to dance you have no chance
to understand this message.
I repeat, the code is not inside, i
t has to be in your head.
Is it a Bird? Is it a Plane? Is it an extra terrestrial?
No, it is the Bat. The Bat of The Beat. The A-Bat,
The A of Alex, Acid, Attack, Android, Aromatic, A Man of Music.
Since 72 he lives.
Since 89 he lives his second life.
Find the code. It is in your head,
Reboot. Reboot. Do not Delete. This is a message. This is not a biography. This is a message.
This man is not a normal human being.
He comes from a time where everything was different .
Music was rare. Records where treasures. The roads had to be constructed, the paths to be detected. This was the time where you did not know when the next beat was going to fall.
Tape it. Tape The Party. Listen to the Tape. Buy the Record. Last Record has been sold. Come back next week That was the message. This is a recording in words of a time where things where different.
Do not delete. Do not delete.
That was the Time where this A-Bat started flying over the heads of all these acid- and techno kids.
Strak. Strak. Strak.
For hours and hours. Day in Day out. Living as outlaw. Driving in an old, very little R2.
The Code of this message is not inside. It is a choice you have to make if you want to understand this.
It is about more than where and with who.
It is why.
It is how.
It is from the Undergroud.
It is Legendary.
It is the story of a boy becoming a man. Through Music. Through Three Decades of Beats and Clicks,
It is The A-Bat flying on Acid and Tekno as no Bat will ever fly again or before.