In the 90s, is coined the term Cool Britannia, describing a mélange between political (the for then British standards quite young Tony Blair came to power and rolled the Empire economically and politically completely around) and cultural push (especially the Britpop movement your standard-bearers Blur and Oasis). The hitherto lightly dusted Empire seemed at once very modern and progressive. As for our dear neighbors in Austria, tearing a strip almost single-handedly to the dirty work, allowing us a whole new (and quite envious) perspective on our favorite holiday destination (at least in winter): Wanda. And Wanda are cool, my lovely mister singing club! Your easy verstrahltes occurrence, the total wild boar on the stage and a now-already-classic debut disc in your backpack. Since we have to put Germans nothing contrary. Rocking punk rumble Wanda with "Luzia" through the area, the liquor bottle always in eye width, and even a "hole tiiiieeefes" sound has never been so exciting, melodious and snotty-nice. By the way, we now also know the official term for a hospital, "hospital". And who is this Thomas with which it never really good thinks fate in different songs?
So just as we defeated Germany: with snotty charm, catchy melodies, 2-3 bottles of liquor and good old rock and roll. The point goes to you, dear neighbors!
