Podcast appearances and mentions of karl hoffmann

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Solange Mario Draghi Geld zu verteilen hat, wird er ein Held sein, ist die Kasse leer, wird er sang- und klanglos sein Amt verlassen. Es sei denn, er schafft es, die jetzt bereitstehenden Finanzmittel so einzusetzen, dass sie nicht nur einzelnen Interessensgruppen nützen, kommentiert Karl Hoffmann. Ein Kommentar von Karl Hoffmann www.deutschlandfunk.de, Kommentare und Themen der Woche Hören bis: 24.04.2021 20:05 Direkter Link zur Audiodatei

Es diskutieren: Stefan Heinemann - Rechtsanwalt und Kunsthistoriker, Venedig, Karl Hoffmann - freier Journalist, Palermo, Petra Reski - Autorin, Venedig

Es diskutieren: Karl Hoffmann - freier Journalist, Palermo, Prof. Dr. Jochen Oltmer- Migrationsforscher, Universität Osnabrück, Kurt Pelda, Journalist - Zürcher Tagesanzeiger

Mehrere hunderte Tote in einer Woche - Europa ist schockiert von den Flüchtlingsdramen im Mittelmeer. Wieder einmal versprechen Politiker eine grundsätzliche Lösung der Probleme - doch in der Zwischenzeit machen die Schleuser weiter ihre mörderischen Geschäfte und das Sterben geht weiter. Im "Weltspiegel extra" zeichnen die Autoren Mike Lingenfelser und Karl Hoffmann den Leidensweg der Flüchtlinge nach, die die jüngsten Katastrophen überlebt haben.

Let’s Dance is the 2nd track on Tallsome Tales by The Carnivaleros. Björgvin Benediktsson interviews songwriter Gary Mackender and mixing/mastering engineer Karl Hoffmann about the inspirations behind the song and how it came to be. Walkin' down on 6th Street, done paid my daily dues Could feel some crazy rhythms in the soles of my shoes A barker grabbed my arm and shouted come check out the show They'll kick your ass across the floor, they're playing the Zydeco Well, I hadn't heard those sounds before so I thought I'd take a chance The music grabbed a hold of me, come on let's dance! I died and gone to heaven, my body drenched in sweat The backbeat was relentless, the squeezebox reeds were wet The bottom on that bass guitar could make a grown man weep As the drummer kicked it in to gear and started digging deep Well, I hadn't heard those sounds before so I thought I'd take a chance Let the Zydeco wash over me, come on let's dance! Gary Mackender - accordion, organ, percussion, vocals Karl Hoffmann - bass, guitars, background vocals Joe Fanning - electric guitar, background vocals Les Merrihew - drums, background vocals Björgvin Benediktsson - background vocals Carla Brownlee - bari and tenor sax Mike Coyle - trumpet Michael Oliver - trombone

Rudy Got Caught Again is the 3rd track on Tallsome Tales by The Carnivaleros. Björgvin Benediktsson interviews songwriter Gary Mackender and mixing/mastering engineer Karl Hoffmann about the inspirations behind the song and how it came to be. Rudy got caught in the barbed wire again He was running from the man with a bottle of gin They took back the bottle but left him on the hook So he could think about all the things he done took Rudy got caught again He'd been flirting with the law since the day he turned ten About the same time his pappy got sent to the pen His days turned into nights and his nights turned into days Might take an act of God to change his wicked ways In his dreams he was a different man Had a home, some kids, and a wife But that path was never meant to be A life of crime was his only life Now he's serving five to ten in the federal pen He was in the right place but the wrong time again He swears he didn't know after all of this time His buddies in the bank were committing a crime Rudy got caught in the barbed wire again He was running from the man with a bottle of gin They took back the bottle but left him on the hook So he could think about all the things he done took Rudy got caught again Rudy got caught in the crossfire Rudy stumbled over the tripwire Rudy thought he was a high flyer Rudy got caught again Rudy got caught again Gary Mackender - drums, accordion, vocals Karl Hoffmann - bass Joe Fanning - electric and acoustic guitars Björgvin Benediktsson - harmony vocals

Young Danny Lee is the 4th track on Tallsome Tales by The Carnivaleros. Björgvin Benediktsson interviews songwriter Gary Mackender and mixing/mastering engineer Karl Hoffmann about the inspirations behind the song and how it came to be. Young Danny lived at the edge of town Only fifteen years was he While lending a hand to his father Jack Climbed up the roof to see Time Stood still as if transfixed By the knife of memory In a room below Jack raised his gun And shot young Danny Lee O, he shot young Danny Lee A cold wind on the prairie The day young Danny died The small Kansas town was turned upside down For he was his father's pride O, he was his father's pride Old Annie Danny's mother Healed animals by trade His father Jack a stoic man Had nothing much to say His brother and two sisters Too young to understand Moved on through life not knowing What Danny might've been What Danny might've been On the edge of that small Kansas town Tucked back all dark and gray The husk of their house still remains As if they walked away The furnishings all smell of mold Their clothes in disarray Dead vines all scattered 'cross the roof Where Danny Lee did lay Where Danny Lee did lay A cold wind on the prairie The day young Danny died The small Kansas town was turned upside down For he was his father's pride O, he was his father's pride Gary Mackender - drums, accordion Catherine Zavala - vocals Karl Hoffmann - bass Joe Fanning - acoustic guitar, mandolin

Liquor, Vice, and Sin is the 1st track on Tallsome Tales by The Carnivaleros. Björgvin Benediktsson interviews songwriter Gary Mackender and mixing/mastering engineer Karl Hoffmann about the inspirations behind the song and how it came to be. It was early in the morning all the bars were shut up tight Sidewalks were a glistening, not a taxi found in sight Dog barking at a lamppost but nobody was there Old man propped up in the alley with a thousand yard stare One more night to roll the dice and gamble for the win One more night in paradise of liquor, vice, and sin The wailing of the trains as they thunder thru the night Devil kicking up the dust under a dimly lit street light A broom was slowly being pushed from sidewalk to the street A distant siren chases ghosts of folks you'll never meet One lone man was dragging rubber barrels to the bin Eight grinning cats jumped out as the bottles tumbled in One more night to roll the dice and gamble for the win One more night in paradise of liquor, vice, and sin Wake up in the morning and wonder where you are There's a stranger next to you and a beat up old guitar Burnt out candles by the bed some soggy cigarettes A couple empty bottles several classic rock cassettes It seems like I've been here about a hundred times before As I slowly find my clothes and make my way towards the door One more night to roll the dice and gamble for the win One more night in paradise of liquor, vice, and sin One more night in paradise of liquor, vice, and sin Gary Mackender - drums, accordion, organ, toy piano, percussion, vocals Karl Hoffmann - bass, guitars, background vocals Joe Fanning - baritone, ukelele, background vocals Björgvin Benediktsson - background vocals