Whether it is philistinism, binge drinking, sexism, Nazi filth or Helene Fischer, everyone gets off his fat. There is no single failure, a song I would just like to highlight; "Splinter of fear" analyzed (almost) everything went wrong last year, but that is not with bold slogans, but intelligently and with a spine-tingling chorus including epic end. Already perhaps the most important song of the year. The remaining ten manifestos mill just as in your brain and make it to encourage you to really time to reflect on your life and your environment properly. Shortly something for vinyl version: the text books is absolutely awesome design (I do not know if that's just in the CD).
For me, the album runs since Thursday nearly in a loop and Mr. anxiety would certainly be pleased if the other was going well. So maybe just once off the Idiotenzoo and let the lamb's lettuce on elderberry vinaigrette in the refrigerator, instead pointed times and think with ears. It is worth it. And it is to be hoped that this was not all.
"We no longer believe in ministers. We no longer believe in God long. We believe in Helene Fischer and we celebrate our broken". Amen.