Kristallnacht, also referred to as the Night of Broken Glass, or Reichskristallnacht, Pogromnacht (help·info), and Novemberpogrome (help·info), was a pogrom or series of coordinated attacks against Jews throughout Nazi Germany and parts of Austria on 9–10 November 1938, carried out by SA paramilitary and civilians. German authorities looked on without intervening. The attacks left the streets covered with broken glass from the windows of Jewish-owned stores, buildings, and synagogues.
At least 91 Jews were killed in the attacks, and a further 30,000 arrested and incarcerated in concentration camps. Jewish homes, hospitals, and schools were ransacked, as the attackers demolished buildings with sledgehammers. Over 1,000 synagogues were burned (95 in Vienna alone), and over 7,000 Jewish businesses destroyed or damaged.
Martin Gilbert writes that no event in the history of German Jews between 1933 and 1945 was so widely reported as it was happening, and the accounts from the foreign journalists working in Germany sent shock waves around the world.The Times wrote at the time: "No foreign propagandist bent upon blackening Germany before the world could outdo the tale of burnings and beatings, of blackguardly assaults on defenseless and innocent people, which disgraced that country yesterday."
John Zorn (born September 2, 1953 in New York City) is an American avant-garde composer, arranger, record producer, saxophonist and multi-instrumentalist. Zorn is a prolific artist: he has hundreds of album credits as performer, composer, or producer. He has had experience with a variety of genres including jazz, rock, hardcore punk, classical, extreme metal, klezmer, film, cartoon, popular, and improvised music. Zorn brings these styles to his work, which he refers to with the label avant-garde/experimental.
Zorn has stated: "All the various styles are organically connected to one another. I'm an additive person - the entire storehouse of my knowledge informs everything I do. People are so obsessed with the surface that they can't see the connections, but they are there."
Zorn has led the punk jazz band Naked City and the klezmer-influenced quartet Masada, composed Masada Songbooks (written concert music for classical ensembles), and has produced music for film and documentary.
Zorn established himself within the New York City downtown music movement in the mid 1970s and has since composed and performed with a wide range of musicians working in diverse musical areas. By the early 1990s Zorn was working extensively in Japan, attracted by that culture's openness about borrowing and remixing ingredients from elsewhere, before returning to New York as a permanent base in the mid-1990s. Zorn has undertaken many tours of Europe, Asia, and the Middle East, often performing at festivals with varying ensembles to display his diverse output.
The Praise Of War
War is a virtue that defines a responsible man
From war depends hegemony or slavery thus our fate
War follows a code of honour
As waging it (in the name of an ideal) is not inhuman
War creates history and makes its heroes immortal
The praise of War leads to evolution
The praise of War : Blood has given salvation
To die upon the battlefield witness of a life ending in
glory
We ignore passivity and cowardice
We spit on artificial happiness and sheep mentality
Praise War as today for us it's necessary
The praise of War leads to evolution
The praise of War : Blood has given salvation
The hangman's sword will not bow down
Acting like principle of Nature
Fullfill your fate, release your instincts
Accept Death as necessary outcome
Accept life as the affirmation of your might
Here the boundaries of moral are destroyed
Terrorists are heroes,
criminals are the judges
So, rejoice as your words and deeds
make you noble and stronger
So more the plauge of propaganda
the only truth
Fire is the redeemer blessing us
Its flames are the sources of enlightenment
Feel the wrath
and blow the wind of devistation
using and creating decay
Soldiers of triumphant sun
Resistance to the Z.O.G. , unholy war we wage
Instincts of survival arise filled with hate inside us
Rejecting democracy for true freedom
The one that the Elite of the purest blood has to behold
We take the place of your god
Crush the idols of present (decadent) world
The truth dwells to our bood
...to give new face to our once mighty & proud Europe
Creators & predators determinating values & rules
The will to power will always lead us further
To bring back honour and realize our ideal
This corrupted system must be sentenced to death
We take the place of your god
Crush the idols of present (decadent) world
The truth dwells to our bood
...to give new face to our once mighty & proud Europe
Acting like principle of Nature
Fullfill your fate, release your instincts
Accept Death as necessary outcome
Accept life as the affirmation of your might
Here the boundaries of moral are destroyed
Terrorists are heroes,
criminals are the judges
So, rejoice as your words and deeds
make you noble and stronger
So more the plauge of propaganda
the only truth
Fire is the redeemer blessing us
Its flames are the sources of enlightenment
Feel the wrath
and blow the wind of devistation
The initiatic journey started when we met ourselves into
deepest part of our consciousness.. Transformation
begun... erasing... transcending.. We found our true
nature and new perspectives were reached
Sins/virutes obtained worthy meanings as we clearly enter
the realm of total freedom self harmony announcing our
rebirth.. A vision of improvement : our rise
We have banished every guilt and blindness to drown into
an ocean of wisdom and pride
Awakened are those who long for the light.. Bearers of
ascending life : death to enemies lies.. Overcoming is a
rule, hierarchy and order we settle.. Always revering
I was born again to become my own god
Free spirit with iron hearts : privilege of the wiser
ones
The path of knowledge and might we walk
Nobility has come to us and the laws of nature we hail
Only our will decide... through us the divine Word is
raped
The so called chosen ones can't annihilate the beast
inside us
Behold the archetype of the Adversary
The one that those from the desert hates since thousand
years
If their darkness and evil mean our true instincts and
values
Their light is nothing but our own extermination
Only our will decide... through us the divine Word is
raped
The so called chosen ones can't annihilate the beast
inside us