Monsun
Monsun (1990 – 9 September 2012) was a bay Thoroughbred racehorse and stallion bred in Germany by Gestüt Isarland and owned by Baron Georg von Ullmann.
Background
Monsun was a son of Germany's first triple crown winner and champion racehorse and sire Königsstuhl, a descendant of the influential sire, Bahram. Monsun's dam was Mosella, who was sired by Surumu, a multi champion racehorse.
Monsun was a strong, 16.1hh and attractive horse. He was a high-class middle-distance racehorse, who was particularly effective on rain-affected surface. His trainer was Heinz Jentzsch.
He was blind at his later life. He died after an acute neurological disease at the age of 22 on 9 September 2012.
Races
Monsun was a very tough competitor who acted on both soft and firm ground. He started his career at three years. He won 12 of his 23 races, including three Group 1 races, Aral Pokal at three and Europa Preis at three and four. He also finished second to then less-fancied stable companion Lando in the 1993 Deutsches Derby.
Podcasts:
Monsun
ALBUMS
- Trancemaster 4004 released: 2004
Trancemaster 4004
Released 2004- The Timelord (original mix)
- Sweet Sorrow (Thrillseekers remix)
- The Orange Theme (Martin Roth mix)
- Naturally (extended instrumental mix)
- I Kill for You (original mix)
- Newlife (Lange mix)
- The 1 (DJ Precision Somatic Sense remix) (feat. Susanne Webb)
- Pictures (Vincent de Moor mix)
- Genesis (Light Speed mix)
- ftp://013.07.974 (original)
- Lost in Space
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by Prager Handgriff
Monsun
by: Prager HandgriffHeiß - liegt die Welt unter dem Himmel begraben
die Hitze - rafft sie dahin an einsamen Tagen
Staub - deckt alles zu kein Laut ist hier zu vernehmen
die Farben - sind viel zu grell warum lieben wir sie ?
die Sonne - sie kennt kein Erbarmen deshalb lieben wir sie an diesen
einsamen Tagen
Zeit - ist kein Prinzip keine Methode der Wahrheit
die Hitze - hält sie fast auf doch mich blendet das Licht
Bewegt euch ! durch die erdrückende Hitze
Spürt wie der Atem euch langsam entweicht
Fleisch - wird verbrannt unter der glühenden Sonne
die Hitze - und der Gestank lassen euch keine Wahl
Gefangen - in einem Raum ohne Wände Warten auf Regen - ist alles was bleibt