Music
| Berlin Babylon | |
|---|---|
| Soundtrack album by Einstürzende Neubauten | |
| Released | 2001 |
| Genre | Film score, Industrial |
| Length | 37:46 |
| Label | Our Choice / Rough Trade |
| Producer | Einstürzende Neubauten Boris Wilsdorf |
Soundtrack to the film is composed and performed by Einstürzende Neubauten, and released in 2001.
- "Berlin Babylon" (Title) - 4:20
- "Godzilla in Mitte" - 2:22
- "Overtüre mit Helikoptern" - 1:05
- "Walkie Talkie Babylon" - 2:07
- "Trauermarsch" - 2:12
- "Glas 1" (Sony-Center) - 2:03
- "Befindlichkeit" (Baustellenversion) - 4:50
- "Der Engel der Geschichte" - 1:24
- "Beauty" (Tiergartentunnel) - 2:50
- "Glas 2" (Richtfest) - 2:03
- "Architektur ist Geiselnahme" - 3:05
- "Gästeliste" - 3:42
- "Die Befindlichkeit des Landes" - 5:31
- "Berlin Babylon (Titel)", "Walkie talkie Babylon" and "Befindlichkeit (Baustellenversion)" are instrumental variations of the song "Die Befindlichkeit des Landes".
- "Godzilla in Mitte" is an instrumental version of "Architektur ist Geiselnahme".
- "Beauty (Tiergartentunnel)" is an instrumental version of the song Beauty. It was later released with vocals on Silence is Sexy.
- "Trauermarsch" is an orchestral score: Symphony No.3, Opus 55, 2nd movement (Ludwig van Beethoven), recorded in 1934. Hans Knappertsbusch conducted the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra.
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