The strangest Mey-plate

When I heard the CD for the first time (strangely long after watching the classics of the sixties / seventies and knew most of the Eighties plates), I had expressed confused: Which phase of his work that comes then? Everything would sound so old-fashioned. A section from the wonderful "Summer" seems like a title over the whole work are to: "I hear the accordion and see them sway in dance, skirts flying, to the sound of an old-fashioned melody".

Indeed Mey sounds here somehow old-fashioned, so in a positive way, for example, to "Let it not happen today" after 50s Blues on the "garbage men's Blues" by Baroque in "summer" after an early pop-jazz. As you can already read a musical unlikely Diversified plate, but therefore also somehow confusing and not easily accessible. I initially gefremdelt it, but now I love them. But strangely it's still, because they seem to pull over a through music and lyrics somehow in a past, imaginary, fantastic world. Attractive, wonderful, but somehow alien. As an Alice who goes to wonderland or to step through the door to Narnia.

The lyrics are very emotional, "have not yet done it today ceasing" with the absolute peak. For me one of the most personal songs of Mey. He reveals here his deepest human fears as otherwise only 9 years later in "Alone" on the "Colors" CD. Very brave, very touching and I can not hear song even when Hunderstenmal without goose bumps.

Throughout nothing for Mey-beginners, but an absolute treat for fans or lovers of old-fashioned art of song.