ZGram - 10/3/2003 - "EZ: Prisoner of Conscience Letter" - Part II

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October 3, 2003

Good Morning from the Zundelsite:

Today I continue with Ernst's ideas about Aryan music, combining 
paragraphs and thoughts from several letters to friends so you can 
get a feel for where he really lives.  Here he refers to a Zundel 
supporter demonstration outside his prison, of which he was not even 
informed:

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Paul told me about you singing a song at the demonstration outside 
jail - I did not even know the demo was planned or going on!  Because 
of the SARS scare, the jail has been under lock-down all week.  I 
[was not allowed] a walk in the prison yard or a shower in several 
days, so I was absolutely oblivious to the world outside, since I 
never hear radio, see any TV, or read any newspapers - I truly am 
isolated!

But I wanted to thank you especially because of your interest in 
music.  Nobody knows this, not even my friends, but I always wanted 
to be a singing troubadour!  I believe one can move and reach people 
with music, inspire them to rise to great heights like nothing else 
can!  Not even oratory!  One of the multiple reasons I chose to live 
with Ingrid in Tennessee was music.  I have been actively pursuing 
the search for a new kind of music genre, with purer sound, somewhat 
like my paintings, which are uncluttered, with brighter and purer 
colors than most of my contemporaries use.  That is the sound I am 
looking for - with a cadence and rhythm, if I may call it that, of 
the Battle Hymn of the Republic, Amazing Grace, the Old Rugged Cross, 
Whispering Hope and part melancholy Don Cossack vocals - as sung by 
the German-Russian singer, Ivan Rebroff.  I love that man's range and 
the timbre of his voice - it gives me goose bumps!

I cannot stand Skinhead - to call it music is an insult.  It is for 
me cultural anarchy; it is Black-plus-Jewish sounds packaged for 
Whites.  I think Pierce [was] exploiting young Whites.  I told 
everybody that for the last ten years!

You cannot preserve one of the best, most noble, finest aspects of 
Aryan music - our soul food - by adulterating or poisoning it with 
that kind of noise - and call it music!  That genre is to music of 
our people what fingerpainting, Picasso, or Rauschenberg are to a 
Rembrandt or Michelangelo.

I know that you have a different viewpoint on this subject, but what 
I have always appreciated about you was your keen comprehension that 
on the keyboard of our "instrument", which is our race's soul life, 
there are many, many keys, some black and many whites, and the magic 
is evoked depending on how these keys are touched.  They can turn 
people on - or off!

Since you are interested in music and culture, keep your eyes open 
for new voices.  What I am looking for is an angelic, well-modulated, 
malleable voice with a good range. Rebroff often sings Russian 
ballads and has the most amazing four-octave range, but he is so 
famous and successful, we could not possibly afford to approach him 
to sing our new music.  Heino has been around since the 1970s - big, 
booming, deep, manly voice, but for me too mechanical. He sings 
largely medieval ballads and very old German folk songs.  He has a 
big following in Germany.  He has become too blasé and too 
perfunctory.  It's now all rattled off, without feeling and without 
soul. I heard him once in the old Massey Hall drown out some 
Sängerknaben or Domspatzen Choir - I was horrified by his 
brutishness.  That spoiled this man for me forever! 

I'm afraid that's a bit of a problem with Carl [Klang] - he belts out 
his songs in rapid staccato, and in anger! I am not knocking Carl's 
music, but I believe with all my heart and soul that we need far more 
feeling, warmth, voluptuousness, a kind of reedy-like sound which is 
soul-penetrating and haunting - and stays with people forever in 
their subconscious minds. The same goes for the accompanying 
instruments. 

I don't know if you are at all familiar with National Socialist 
music.  There was something that pulled people in - and moved them at 
the same time.  There are three or four songs you will remember - 
Lily Marlene, the Panzerlied made famous in the film "Battle of the 
Bulge," "Flamme empor!" and, of course, that most moving of all NS 
songs, the Horst Wessel Lied, which became Germany's second national 
anthem.  Also the rendition of Germany's [first] national anthem, 
played on the 8th of May, after Admiral Dönitz's announcement of 
Germany's unconditional surrender - one of the most moving speeches 
of the last century.  The program closed with a string orchestra's 
rendition of our national anthems and faded out with church bells 
ringing. 

What I am looking for is a sound to span the generations!  The 
Internet will make our sound catch on so fast it will unite our 
people over space and time and pull the generations together again, 
much in the way the Horst Wessel song did to the Germans two, three 
generations ago.  It was the secret of that World War II classic, 
Lili Marlene, sung on all sides. That's the one project dear to my 
heart - the framework in which I see embedded this new sound I have 
been looking for.  All that, of course, has been put on hold, pending 
the outcome of the various legal moves now being planned.

The other [important project] is to make sure that my case is kept 
out before the public.  Summer is a [problem] to keep people focused 
and interested - they all go off to the lake, to their cottages in 
the country, to Europe.  Ingrid and I have some legal initiatives 
working their way up the hierarchy of the courts in the US and 
Canada, which might bring a change for the better for me - hopefully! 
Summers in Canada are notoriously bad periods for political activism. 
I know that from my long career. 

What a strange journey my life has been. 

I am no fool and know that my situation looks more hopeless than 
ever.  But things might look bleak, and being in maximum security 
24-hour lock-up sounds grim to some or most people.  I don't like it 
either, but I knew most of my adult life I was going to be 
experiencing this kind of inconvenience - for I know our enemies!  My 
tenacity, my unbending pursuit of the rehabilitation of my German 
people was going to be punished.  I wondered all along what took them 
so long to inflict this on me.  Slowpokes!

I know that they can't keep me locked up forever - either here or 
wherever they intend to ship me.  Time and history are not standing 
still.  Not even for them! 

Could you please send a copy of this letter to Ingrid for our archives?

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TO MY ZGRAM READERS AND SUPPORTERS:

HELP KICK-START THIS SERIES, MEANT AS A FUND-RAISER TO HELP FREE ERNST ZUNDEL.

FOR ANY DONATION OF $10 or more, you will receive a frameable copy of 
a sketch produced in prison by Ernst.

Checks, cash, or money order are okay. I am working on the credit 
card situation since PayPal kicked me off after I raised $9,000 in 
just a few days for a full-page ad in a major Washington paper.