To all who have forgotten to buy this album - and that must have been some, because "Richter scale" is considered the Kunze album with the worst sales figures - nacholen! Now! Immediately! As much as this album to career-low Kunzes marked (thank God it went then very soon clear up), it is available in its vast, ever-growing discography from artistic point of view one of the absolute highlights is. Certainly, it even falls with the door into the house, it takes you to read it rocks and metal gate in parts unusual rugged, bulky, almost violently hard, but all this always sophisticated and thoughtful. No hardness to the hardness will, special art-noise as a means of expression, as a stylistic device, as exclamation mark behind the (usual for HRK) impressive texts. One can say, for example, "you twist my words, nothing I say is meant, how will you understand it" is probably from a so roughly intentioned statement In Kunze: swapped "You revenge all memory on my fax automaton. No words of mine has reached its destination more, its true addressees. " Before such formulations I can kneel. No album in between, a plate which one must dedicate themselves. For those who find this full broadside but was then too hard (there are phases but also quite classically catchy, melodic, more quiet parts on the album), Kunze asks at the end of the last song "Fire" for reconciliation. This is in contrast to the oblique, disturbing LP one of the most beautiful piano ballads of the 90's - not only from Kunze. One gets the impression, after which he has spent itself as far as possible thirteen songs long, ausgebrüllt, fought, has also puked here and there, he needs the Final Hymn 14 highly detailed hug. Thanks to his eloquence, the soulful ballads run even when it is not in danger of too much pathos drown. I like this album very, perhaps because it shakes the handset plentiful.
