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Two years ago the new album of Fine cream fish fillet nor occasion, the German punk in the broader and narrower sense to sing a long-deserved Ode was concerned the honest failure and to use common sense to the continuing weak sight of the Republic on the right eye , And the rural exodus to the then, what does it matter of a region if the confidence is only the city, increasingly go to the provinces and except old and drab and stuffy to verspiest there soon nothing will be found. A truly sad, a menacing issue, which especially young people have to face. Should I stay or should I go, go borrowed from The Clash and still current, or stay. Would have given away what. Yet the present disk is no reason for another paean strangely blurred, it has become less tangible. Where its predecessor still took foaming at the mouth, the pieces go on walking or remain only sporadically with this unconditional and the targeted anger works.

At the general slogans, too few addresses to often they and and it. Specifically, it is rare in anger about it are the Bull bands (a stone's throw away) in just applause the NSU. Unfortunately the rest is enough, unfortunately, in familiar, woodcut-style slogans, fluctuates between you'll be fine and everything perishes, even a permanent home and defend yourself every day, then up and away wenns only concern was to add sound to the indecision, then the Sixes the clearly succeeded. Another exception is the touching waiting for the sea, texted a lament at the bedside of his friend undisguised and with a lot of passion. Against the sound is, moreover, nothing wrong, even if you have the feeling that it was just a bit spared sharpness. The guitars rough, gutgelauntes Skablech, even a short rap and a charming children's choir there this time. Nevertheless: Does not the class and the bite of the last album between subtle and directly select Fine cream fish fillet time only the Approximate and General. mapambulo: blog