"Unusually rich. An
affectionate portrait, not only of Nomi, but also of the long-gone days
when downtown Manhattan was an affordable enclave for creative
"Highbrow and Brilliant"
"To watch 'The Nomi
Song,' Andrew Horn's loving and meticulous documentary, is to recognize
that Nomi was, in his postmodern, Berlin-is-burning way, a crackpot
visionary whose music has only grown more gripping with the years. In
concert, we see him project the image that he was literally from another
world. 'The Nomi Song' convinces you it was a beautiful one."
documentary is, like Nomi, arch and arty, and presents his performances in
all their mesmerizing intensity."
"With 'The Nomi
Song,' Horn does more than simply pay homage to a late artist. He uses his
subject to revisit the euphoria of artistic and musical culture at a
crossroads, and in the process brings it, briefly and poignantly, back to
strangely moving. 'The Nomi Song' approaches its subject with a
seriousness that captures both the era's creative pungency and its
heartbreaking loss. DON'T MISS!"
"PICK HIT! Made with
considerable wit and style. Nomi's particular retro-futurist post-punk
synthesis, cartoonish cabaret persona, homemade special effects, high-pop
aspirations, and tantalizing near success made him a legendary figure...
of downtown bohemia."
MOVING! Offers a wealth of information about Klaus Nomi's career, the
construction of his space-alien persona, and the new-wave scene he sprang
from. With Klaus Nomi as the focus of our attention, all conventional
notions (and notions of convention) are altogether burned away.
intimate and revealing documentary. Andrew Horn does an excellent job of
evoking the exhilaratingly hedonistic period the film covers as well as
the long shadow that the coming of AIDS casts over it."
"Nomi has become a
reference point for a new generation of downtown singers. The film
preserves performances that, even 20 years later, can still startle and
"He may have been
dead for over 20 years but Klaus Nomi may turn out to be the hottest gay
recording artist of 2005 thanks to [this] new documentary about his brief
but glorious career."
"In the histories of
music, and NY performance art, [Nomi] remains a footnote, but he is the
kind of footnote that makes those histories worth exploring in the first
place. Without coming out and saying it, The Nomi Song creates the sense
that it's subject might simply have been a few hundred years ahead of his
"This may be the best
Behind The Music special you'll never see on VH1"
"The Nomi Song,"
director Andrew Horn's strange and fascinating documentary about the late
New Wave singer and art object, Klaus Nomi, gives off a rich whiff of the
New York punk bohemia of the late 1970s and early '80s."
from the sci-fi classic It Came From Outer Space bookend this affectionate
remembrance of the late Klaus Nomi, who with unusual talent and an alien's
sense of dislocation fashioned an androgynous persona that seemed out of
this world. Contemporary interviews with his friends and associates are
notable for their candor. Andrew Horn directs, stylishly."
"Part biography, part
time-capsule, Horn's film demonstrates style to spare, a first-rate
combination of subject and storytelling."
"Behind The Music
meets The Twilight Zone. The story is as haunting as the music, and the
film leaves a lingering impression."
"4 Stars! Andrew
Horn's elegant documentary "The Nomi Song" is an exhilarating and poignant
tribute to an artist whose mask was his identity. The artful backdrops to
their interviews [are] a fitting homage to the hyper-design of Nomi's
world. Most impressive is Horn's seamless, affecting interweaving of
visuals and music, and his decision to show performances at length. The
power of even the muddiest B&W images is remarkable, Nomi's delicate
whiteface visage penetrating the murk, his falsetto pure and free of
New York Rocker: Who is Klaus Nomi? A creature of any state, sex or sensibility you chose. A pale shimmering genius, or a complete fat head. The new Eighth Wonder of the World, or a tragic slip on nature’s busy assembly line?
NY Herald: I don’t remember last experiencing something outside of a dream state that was such a mixture of beauty, comedy and terror.
Soho Weekly News: By all standards a human - from his plastic cape to his facial bone structure, he’s totally convincing as alien. Like an apparition, his cellophane cape glistening in the darkness, he sings an aria in his spellbinding soprano voice.
Wet Magazine: More Dietrich than Devo, more Callas than Clash. His recent cabaret performances have been shattering glass heads all over Manhattan.
Michael Musto in the Soho Weekly News: A New Waver of an uncertain age, sex, sexuality and origin. People have been known to throw garbage at him, They have also been known to follow him around screaming his name.
John Rockwell in The Times: Mr. Nomi is very odd indeed. Although too self-consciously weird for my taste, he certainly has a creepy individuality.
New York Magazine: Klaus Nomi, with the voice of a short circuited tenor, has been doing phenominal (in every sense) shows at Heat, Hurrah’s and other hot (in every sense) places, posing as an operatic messiah. Carefully orchestrated and lavishly costumed, the shows change naive songs of the 60s and artful songs of the 40s into a Star Warsian electronic pageant.
Alan Platt in Adix: It would take many visits to the downtown venues on the punk circuit to grasp how utterly bizarre is the sight of hundreds of snotty little drunks standing around in silence listening to this classic piece of High Romance delivered by someone from last week’s Star Trek. It’s the skill of the illusionist. Hypnotism by pure weirdness, out-bluffing their sense of the bizarre, and yet singing so beautifully with the recorded sound of a fifty piece orchestra swelling around the room, that few are not moved by the pure musical experience. It’s Nomi’s big coup. Set them up with weirdness, knock them down with art.
Nomi In France
Asexual creature, sad clown with the body of an extra terrestrial, the love child of Callas and Elvis Presley - Liberation 1981
The Martian of the year - L’Express 1981
Maria Callas passed through the filter of rock mythology and intensified by the perfume of ‘30s Berlin. He has assumed the look of a cruel warrior of opera rock (...) an archangel descended from another planet. - Le Soir de Brouxelles 1981
This paradoxical figure - genius or put-on, Klaus Nomi appears on the scene like an outrageous futurist clown. - Le Matin 1981
Marrying the force of rock with the purity - and a touch of the perversity - of opera. - Le Soir de Brouxelles 1983
A strange personage - sad clown to some, incomparable genius to others. (...) He deserves a special mention in the annals of rock history as the first who dared sing an operatic aria to the habitués of Max’s Kansas City. - Le Matin 1983