We are a crop of crazy people, delighted while playing with fire. Of curse, without occuring damages! We have started at a
carnival celebration party at February A.D. 2001. After a short break we began to appear as jugglers at the yearly anniversary
celebration of The Battle Of Nations Of Leipzig. But this is just the informal history, please read the only and true story below:
Once upon a time it happend, when the wheels were angularly and the roads were rounded, when books has been tatooed to
living goats, which, by the way, escaped, so nobody was able to read the books afterwards due to somebody forgot to
make parchement of them. Also the goats disliked both variations. Therefore no story has been handed down until the
invention of papyrus, even this one. The story were only murmured and each one left out a little out or wove more, or
didn't understood right due to murmuring, but the kernel of truth was kept. For very shure!
At the swamp near to the seven brooks (Pleisze, Poesgraben, Rietschke ...) where nothing worthy grew except some stunted
linden trees and where in fact no one would construct a road, not to mention a tunnel and certainly not a cross road (but the
Romans, but they're mad anyway), though somebody did. The roads were very crowded and erelong people settled down there. Yet
not everybody might use the roads or enter the hamlet. There have been outcasted ones even they might not cross a road,
theoretically at least. That's why they used to keep eastwards or southwards of the great roads and trodded their own alleys.
And so it happend as it has to be, the alleys crossed southeastwards of the great roads and even at this place people settled down.
Outcasted people. And they were gleeful and liked to tipple and always the sun loomed to the hamlet. Seldomly a cloud was visible
above at the sky, that's why that place was called Niewolkesthorp. Whatever at all that means.
Some of the outcasted have beared a lot of guilt, trying to pay off it by tippling and juggling. In order to do this, some of
them weared gaudy garbs at the beginning of lent and at the beginning of the dark times of the year and carried out lots of prank
for the hoi polloi. Please find them here.
Introduction
Yet to some of the ones beared with lots of guilt it wasn't enough and they wanted to pay off faster. And they wanted to bring
the light to the hoi polloi. So they decided, usually after nightfall, to delight the come running audience with fire games.
These vagrants we will introduce now. As the poodles of our feudal lords keep on trying to catch us, we will withhold our true
names. Click on a charakter to learn more about him.
He provided his adepted playing with fire to the King of Ottomans to rush the castles of Europe. After the last battle was
beaten he could and would not stop to play with fire. And it was not long before ottoman houses and palaces caught fire.
The King of Ottomans frightened him away out of his welth in inveigh and disgracefulness. He is committed to breathe fire.
With fervour and stamina he put some dracons to flight.
Brunhilde from Brunsbuettel
Brunhilde
Brunsbuettel is a small hamlet located within the Holstein area, situated at the river Elbe, continiously outshined from the
resplendence of Hamburg. Since the end of the 13th century the historians didn't know what to chronicle. This should change
suddenly at April 14th 1889. Dank to the work of their denizen Brunhilde the little city was forced to establish a
professional fire brigade. Why? Oh ... don't ask, just see! Joint with others or also lone she is whipping pois through the
air or orbits burning hoops around her midriff. At the eras in between she let sound her bagpipe or drum.
Ida from Iceland
Ida
Iceland has and had many valuables: glaciers, geysers, volcanos, Ida. The icelanders were familar with all sorts of dangers
of the nature. and so they noticed fastly, that volcanos are not the highest risk made of fire. They could rid themselves
of her only by marooning her in a boat without oars, turning she adrift, exposed to the power of the water godesses. But those
were full of mercy and let she strand at the shores of Europe. So she came to us. Before long Ida cultivated the handling of
pois and burning ropes and let those dance around herself and others.
Hagen from Halle
Hagen
He is the never schtumming up, ever sounding, thunderous voice without shadow. No, neither he sold his soul to the Lord nor
heretics put a spell on him. He just stands in the middle of us and brings tidings. Being surrounded by fire it is impossible
to shade a umbrage. While virtuosly strumming the vocal chords, he gives a worthy framework for our romp, without being edgy.
Saria from Saragossa
Saria
She served at the court of the Earl of Saragossa. Once he started watching and seducing her she fended off him cool. He fretted
and fumed and told her not to overdo the game with the fire. Better he wouldn't have said this, even now her temperament
inflamed more than ever and sparked off real large-scale fires. For this she selected two five flamed fans and within the breaks
she lets sound the drums.
Thorben from Teutoburg Forrest
Thorben
Once the wild and miry woods near Teutoburg were wealthy and only populated by trolls, sprites and faeries. Lots of souls never
got off the forrest until ..., well, until a hermit named Thorben settled down there. Also he discovered the game with fire for
himself and he used the woods of the Teutoburg Forrest to rehearse. Because of it goofed sometimes, the other denizens were
worried about how long the woods would exist. That's why they hounded him out of the forrest with their dung forks and over the
borderline of their country. Up to this time he acquired a jugglery juggling and he even drilled an apprantice: Hatschi Halef
from Haifa. Nowadays he entertains the audience with lots of burning branchwood (staff, dragon staff, chain sticks) and by the
way he lets clang the air by his bagpipe.
Greta de Garderoboire
Greta
Outcasted from a high-bred court and wandering for a long time her pathes lead to us finally. Sie services us like a sutler,
lents a helping hand and relieves our distresses. Greta catches our cloaks faster than we can throw them, right before these
touching the ground. She supplies fuel, corrects our omissions. But woe! Even light and fire can not displace her! Like a
moth she is pinging our glare.
Bjørn Arne from Århus
Apprantice Bjørn Arne from Århus
Our Apprantice Bjørn Arne from Århus in the country of Denmark. There is something rotten while the apprantices are
studious and teachable. For the set up of bridges and to fight the storm tides the Denish immolated half of the woods,
the other half ... oh, don't ask for! In his unrestless fight with and against the pois our apprantice collided
accidentically here and there. Now Denmark is the largest solid treeless pasture area of Europe.
Some of the jugglers went forth, because of they payed off their guilt or they wanted to spread the flame over the world. They had
a great contribution in starting the light and that's why we want to remember them.
The apprantice journeyman Hatschi Halef from Haifa
Hatschi Halef
Our apprantice journeyman Hatschi Helef appranticed at Borislaw and Thorben. He passed his
batism of fire and all exams and might subdue the fire without supervision. Therefore he uses burning branchwood, as his master
does, but he working on his own tools.
Tanja from Tasmania
Tanja
If you mean, you know the tasmanian devil, then you haven't seen our Tanja! She joint us from the beginning while pleasing the
gawpers with pois and tambourine.
Ursus from Uzbekistan
Ursus
On his way to Niewolkesthorp he had to overcome many mountain ranges. That there are no trees at the top of the mountains
has its reason. Once he was with us from the beginning, enjoyed the hoi polloi with pois and a inimitable facial expression.
Compulsory Labour
If you want to demand our compulsory labour, we have to consist on some terms.
Ask for us early, many of us are shift workers
and have to plan their work. We prefer to appear with everyone, but it is also possible to appear reduced.
Our show is aiming to an historicising ambiance, the clothes as well as the music.
We don't appear inside rooms. Mostly there isn't enough room and the risk of fire is simply to big. Except in empty factory
building or similar.
At earliest we appear at nightfall, while the sky is heavy clouded maybe a little earlier. During daylight there is no effect of
the fire and it doesn't looks nice. We can not appear if rain and/or wind are to strong. It is not safe, the torches do not burn
right and the musical instruments getting damaged. In case of doubts we decide at location, at common bad weather by phone.
We are up to eight persons. We need an area of appr. 10m x 10m (not really measured) with a ground made of a not burning material
(no wood, straw, plastics, paper, dry lawn). The ground should be plane, anti-skidding and not to much inclined. Good materials
are asphalt, tared chippings, mason, block pavement, wet but hard lawn and rubble. Also we need place upwards! The performing
area should be free of branchwood, especially lightwood and pinewood. Think of flameable decoration. Sometime fire works are
planned, we need a long safety distance. Cardinally we will inspect the performing area some days before.
We perform the musical accompainment ourselfs with bagpipes, drums and rattles. The neighborhood should be able to tolerate this
for about 30 minutes. Alternativly we can provide a CD with selected tracks, nevertheless we need some volume.
Next time we're appearing here:
Date
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Place
Description
Legende: SU: Sunset, BSE: End of blue hour, MP: Phase of the moon MA: Moonrise at this day MU: Moonset at this day
Recommendations
At the following places we did our firy work and left no bigger damages, they liked to welcome us again:
