There's a well established fascination with American Indians in Germany, where we are currently staying. It may have peaked in the Fifties and Sixties but it was there alright.
There's evidence of this love-affair just under the surface here. Scratch a bit and you'll find it at flohmarkten (car boots) and in second hand shops for sure.
One of the many firms which released Wild West plastic figures was Jean Höffler, with toys simply marked as JEAN. I saw lots of loose Jeans recently when I found my Rrrumbler. Brightly coloured cowboys and Indians along with knights in armour.
Jean sets appeared in many forms of packaging: big bags, cards and boxes.
Here's a blister card of painted Indianer.
Only this week I found further evidence of this erstwhile romance for all things Wild West: three lovely LP records on the Mandolino label narrating three of the many stories of Karl May (pictures courtesy of Discogs).
My late Father-in-Law often explained how he looked at his friend's Karl May book collection in the early 1940's with envy, as like everything else, they were hard to come by during World War Two when they were boys.
Never even heard of him before, which is amazing, considering what a busy boy he was.
ReplyDeleteHaving played in Germany a lot with various bands, the one constant of every trip was a Johnny Cash tribute band, we always loved the general mangling of the language and phrasing, we were asked for advice sometimes, if it was comedy gold we left it as it was, cos we had learned a song in German, by the time we were playing it, it had ceased to be German and was pure gibberish!!
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