One thing first. I'm almost grown up with Achim Reichel's music, know all of his records (even those who have to get decades nowhere). He was and is for me one of the artists whom I forgive even trips to Schlagermillieu because his nordeutsche mentality just something decent will to bounce back well from NEM port Gassenhauer to swaying. A friend, a good friend just. Even then, if some have to shake his head in my circle. As a good friend but you must then stop sometimes some straight talking. That Achim comes from the far north, his music has often done well. That gave his songs even some Drive when the just horrible would find in Rhenish Palatinate or slang. The problem with Michels Gold is: Here it does not work. It connects with the lyrics here either a certain origin (such as the Kölner Heinzelmännchen) or they just exist already in song form in which acts well put the Nordic languages. Particularly inappropriate eg Unterlinden. The do not grow in the north namely in the village square, because the soils are too poor for it there. Well, the board, if they must be unmistakably Nordic to operate, as Timm Clasen. Or if the poem set to music has no regional dimension, like Eichendorff moon. Very nice track where the music fits perfectly. Unfortunately, it was the but then pretty much. Many of the other pieces are also vocally this time something went danaben. There are so certain moments where Achim voice briefly drifting into unpleasant mainstream ... and this is unfortunately more common than otherwise be the case. I usually do not like stars. Notes make stupid and school is far too often confused with education. The 3 is here so just, so there is something.