A bathing hut is an odd thing. And I designate it, here, a Dada thing.
This tune, Bathing Hut Rag, was written in 2003. It was an experiment to write an acceptable melody proceeding entirely in intervals of a fourth. An odd thing to do. A dada thing to do. Have a listen:
I’ve superimposed Hugo Ball’s iconic sound poem Karawane in the middle of the tune. You can sing along:
Ball described his costume for the reading:
My legs were incased in cylinders of bright blue cardboard up to my hips so that I looked like an obelisk. I wore a high cardboard collar that was scarlet inside and gilded on the outside. The neck of the costume was constructed in such a way that whenever I raised and lowered my elbows I could move a kind of wing. I also had a blue-and-white-striped top hat.
Hugo Ball, Flight Out of Time. Quoted in Richard Huelsenbeck, Memoirs of a Dada Drummer.