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This was an evening which for the first time   couldn't say it to anybody because they would
           produced Negro songs which always ended with   have thought I was a terrible liar and bourgeois.
           umbah umbah umbah and the whole thing got   In the morning he goes to the University and at
           into turmoil and was really the first Dada   night he makes umbah—umbah. Then one day Mr
           evening—the public tried to attack the lecturers   Ephraim came to us and he said: 'Ladies and
           and the lecturers attacked the public and it   gentlemen, I must speak to you in a very serious
           ended in complete chaos. That was 1916, during   way' —we were quite astonished as there was
           the war, in Berlin. Then Hugo Ball all of a   nothing serious about the cabaret—and then he
           sudden left for Switzerland. I was then with   said, 'It is very simple, we are bankrupt. Nobody
           some girl that I liked very much and didn't   pays the entrance fee. The students break the
           follow him immediately, but after a while I   chairs and the tables. No person of any respect
           followed him there and we met again at the   and dignity has ever been seen in this cabaret,
           Spiegelgasse. Now we come to the famous   it cannot go on this way. We had very bad
           Spiegelgasse. In the Spiegelgasse there was a   reviews in the Zurich press—somebody said
           house which belonged to a Jewish sailor. Now   these people are all bums and the best thing
           Jewish sailors at this time were rather rare.   would be to drive them out of the country.'
           Why this sailor had thrown out his anchor at   (Simple men like Ephraim are very much
           this time in Zurich I don't know. Anyhow, he   impressed by what the newspapers say.) 'Now
           had bought a house, his activity as a sailor must   something,' he said, 'will have to be done to
           have been profitable, and he had a cabaret   make a regular good cabaret out of it, otherwise
           which was extremely boring. We went there,   I have to close it.' So we tried to hire a real
           Ball and his wife, whom he had married in   songstress —that's what he had proposed—who
           Berlin; they had gone through a terrible time,   could sing these nice little songs, and we put an
           they didn't have any money at all, and one night   ad in the newspaper and a girl by the name of
           he got a kind of a nervous breakdown. He and   Madame Lurois came and said she would be
           his wife were sitting beside a lake in Zurich and   willing to sing in our cabaret for a salary. So one
           Ball said to his wife that he couldn't go on. In   afternoon on a Sunday I came to Ball's place,
           his hand he had a carton which he tried to throw   he lived in a very poor place, and we decided
           in the lake but his wife prevented him from   that Madame Lurois sounded too respectable
           doing so as there was something falling out—it   and we wanted to give her a new name. So Ball
           was a tuxedo. So, she said, all was not lost, they   said, 'What name shall we give to her ?' So I took
           had a tuxedo, and so Ball was employed as a   the Larousse Dictionary and I opened it and
           pianist and Emmy, his wife, sang her nice little   my fingers came down on the word Dada: so I
           songs and they went from one cabaret to another.   said 'Ball, I have it, we call her Dada' and he
           So then at least they had something to live on.   said okay. The funny thing is that this girl
           This happened before I came to Zurich. After a   never showed up any more. So we were left
           while Ball thought of founding a cabaret of his   with the word Dada without any person behind
           own. With this in mind he came to this Jewish   it. So we told Arp, lanko and Tzara about this
           sailor Ephraim. He asked him if he could rent   and then we became more violent, more critical
           his cabaret and do things of his own there. The   about Germany and the war, more critical
           sailor agreed to it. And I used to sing my Negro   about literature—Swiss literature we didn't
           songs there. When I came to the cabaret the   know—a few literary people came to us now
           original Dadaists were already there — Arp,   and then, they were nice people, but what they
           Ianko, Tzara and Emmy, Ball and myself. They   wrote was old-style novels—and we became more
           had come together but the whole thing had no   and more of a revolutionary, political as well as
           real push, there was no unified effort. Emmy   literary, group. And Ball, who later on converted
           sang songs, I made my umbah—umbahs, and I   to mystical catholicism, wrote very famous
           had a little stick in my hand which I used all   books. One of them has just reappeared in
           the time. Ball in his famous book The Flight   Germany, The Critique of German Intelligence,
           from Time describes me there as a young,   in which he is violently addressing himself
           aggressive, disagreeable person who always   against that type of Germany that we were so
           attacks the public, who spits at it, and always as   much against, against the classics, against the
           his third word says his umbah—umbah. It cannot   Hegelian dialectic philosophy, against many
           go on in this way, something will have to be   other things. And so this book has just appeared
           done about it sooner or later if he does not dis-
           continue that. So we went on. Our public was
           very strange—it consisted of drunken students,
           they had a big place there near to our cabaret,
           and there they had a kind of an organization.
           Anyhow, at the time that the cabaret started
           they all came over and all were drunk, and they
           attacked us on the stage and we attacked them   r Poem from Richard Huelsenbeck's Phantastische
           from the stage, and the whole thing ended up in   Gebete' (`Fantastic Prayers'), 1916.
           a terrible chaos. The meaning of chaos, that's   2 Bookjacket for Dada r, July 1917.
           what I'm going to talk about. That went on for a   3 Dr Richard Huelsenbeck, Berlin, 1917.
           month or two and I secretly went to the   4  Hans Arp, Tristan Tzara and Hans Richter, Zurich,
           University and started studying medicine. I    1917-18.

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