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2023-12-02

MUSIC 2023: TOP 23 live shows


Even if I discount the very few duds or some which I didn't attend long enough to judge them properly, I have seen at least 120 shows this year. That's quite a respectable count for me. Attending more festivals than in previous years certainly helped achieving it.

Being so satisfied with the live music year also makes it easier to stomach what you've missed. But in that regard I don't have many regrets anyway: The chances to see Voivod were wrapped inside too expensive packages - and their last headlining show in Hamburg had only been in November 2022 anyway. The cancellation of Lingua Ignota's tour - and with it the whole Sunday of A Colosal Weekend - made me extend my stay at the festival to Friday instead and see many other great bands.
The show not vistited which actually nags at me the most right now is the fiery package of Årabrot (with the drummer of Mono), Jaye Jayle and Karin Park. But then I also accept my excuse that they just didn't come close enough, especially for a weekday. Sleeping on getting tickets for The Hirsch Effekt when they were playing closer than any other concert just minutes from my place of work has no valid excuse however.

Needless to say that picking my 23 favorites (seperated into  the two categories of solo and festival performances) among that mass wasn't easy - and some shows got painfully and surprisingly left behind. Not even with sneaking in three honourable mentions after each list this feels complete. Seconding that thought even the two last concerts I attended just this week after already having finished 99 percent of the post - Jo Quail and Ni - both feel like they only missed these ranks by a hairbreadth.

But at least you can be sure that every name counted here really blew me away!





TOP 11 CLUB/SOLO SHOWS 2023:


  1. The inspiration: A Slovenian allegory on Italian fascism set in 11th Century Persia. The line-up: an entire symphonic orchestra, a Slovenian Art/Folk vocal group, an Iranian Avantgarde vocal ensemble, a dozen disharmonic accordion players and of course familiar Laibach members including iconic headwear model Milan Fras as grim narrator. The result: A perfect storm of meaningful cultural exchange in an amazing combination of harsh Industrial, Folk and Modern Classical Music. "Alamut" was a highly artistic, deeply moving larger than life experience, a dream in surround sound and a nightmare of the human condition strangling your soul. Profound and meaningful. And how were Laibach even able to pull of such a giant endeavour beside all their other activities? Everything other than crowning this spectale as show of the year would be blasphemous.



  2. Only a couple of days prior to Laibach doubling down on deserving the top spot on this list it had been occupied by Michael Gira's Swans. Their return to Hamburg after seven long years was a triumph. While not as legendary unbearably loud as the previous shows I've seen of them, their performance still was a ginormous hypnotic rite of catharsis. But with more focus on acoustic, lap steel and bass guitars - and no regular electric guitars at all - their sound achieved new levels of clarity and musicality while still maintaining their mind- and body-shaking intensity. Is this the most nuanced and dynamic incarnation of Swans we've ever heard?



  3. Laibach traveling through space while playing a Country song in eight gustavholstian movements. Laibach demonstrating "Ordnung und Disziplin" in a bleak and sinister Industrial set. Laibach revisiting "Zarathustra" and "Laibach Revisited" and drawing "Sketches of the Red Districts". Laibach predicting "The Future" and showing Sympathy for the Coming Race. What a rollercoaster! Even for the Slovenians' standards this show was weird and unusual - but so captivating and just utterly brilliant. The location being a church didn't hurt the overall experience either.



  4. Believe it or not, but this really was my first Hip Hop club show outside of a festival. And what a choice it was! With droning electronic sounds, irresistible grooves and breakbeats, Horror Soundtrack, Avantgarde Noise and Powerviolence two thirds of Clipping. provided an excellent (more than just) backdrop for the unbelievable flow of world-class MC Daveed Diggs, who delivered his tales of fear and murder in breathtaking high-speed raps, a performance I strongly assume was on par with legends like Kendrick Lamar. The sold-out Hafenklang rightfully was ablaze.



  5. It's not completely accurate to call Björk the antithesis of a Pop star. She did play a lot of her greatest hits at her orchestral show last year in Berlin. And even her 58th birthday party in Hamburg, which was sonically built upon percussions, synths and a flute sextet, was embedded into a huge impressive multi-media spectacle and featured outlandish costumes smaller artists are very unlikely to pull off. The whole performance however, which mostly consisted of "Utopia" and "Fossora" material, was too much of an artistically driven theatrical experience to find room for conventional crowdpleasing in it. But if you were willing to immerse, it also was absolutely magical beyond words.



  6. It was the second time I saw the legendary Spiritual Free Jazz big band without their leader Marshall Allan, who - now almost a hundred years young - doesn't board planes over the Atlantic anymore. But at least this show took place in a proper location for their energetic sound, which just felt somehow out of place in the Elbe Philharmonic Hall the previous year. Letting this Jazz supercluster unfold just an arm's length away, saxes all around you, is still an incomparable experience.



  7. Postponed right to the night before I was headed towards Roadburn - what a relief that the dates didn't crash! - my first Tori Amos show since 1997 treated me to a trio band performance, which included a surprisingly excessive lot of long improvisational jams. And while the vocal and piano prodigy certainly cared more about audience expectations regarding her hits than Björk did this year, this show still included some relatively obscure cuts. Even with a couple of songs dragging on a little too long and five festival days trying to overshadow my memory of the show afterwards, it was just wonderful. 



  8. Great expectations being exceeded by far. That happens when you put an artist into the right venue. And Dalila Kayros' booming Electronics and multi-octaves vocal experimentalism came ready-made for big ship's hold sound of the MS Stubnitz. The air of exlusivity (it was by far the least attended show in this lot) may also have been an elevating factor making the Italian Avantgarde artist's visit in Hamburg a special event. Absolutely loved every minute of her performance!



  9. In a parallel universe, with the right music the unique and charismatic sonor voice of the Neurosis frontman could have made Steve von Till a super star. But luckily he chose the wrong music, so his audience gets to relish in his spellbinding singer/songwriter ballads and epic Ambient Folk pieces. His multi-instrumental electro-acoustic quartet brougt a surprising amount of variety to these intimate eighty minutes of intense atmosphere.



  10. I had already seen the trio perform their brilliant subdued album "Hold Sacred" a month prior at Roadburn, but this club show, which mixed the drumless new material with older Post Punk hits and Post Rock epics worked even better. Rachel Davies led us through an emotional, solacing journey, which once again confirmed Esben And The Witch as one of the greatest live bands to see these days. Nothing but love for this wonderful music!  



  11. Time for some metropolian redemption! Due to massive sound issues their Roadburn show had been a disappointment, but the Hafenklang once again saw Imperial Triumphant's light-speed avant-jazzed Dissonant Black/Death Metal insanity in its full undiminished glory. The sound was even especially great this time.
    Seeing co-headliner Author & Punisher as a duo for the first time - six years ago it was just Tristan Shone and his fascist-killing machines - was more than just the icing on the cake, but pure Industrial Gaze bliss!







TOP 12 FESTIVAL SHOWS 2023:



  1. Unreal or too real? One thing is for sure: The whole duration of Otay:onii's intimate solo show felt like stepping out of this world and immersing deeply into an alien but profoundly moving alternate cosmos. As high as my expectations of the Chinese-American artist had been - the full performance of her masterpiece "冥冥 Míng Míng" exceeded them by far. In my review I said it was like watching Lingua Ignota on Mars. And that's still the most fitting synopsis I have to offer for this breathtaking experience.
    (The collaborative show of her band Elizabeth Colour Wheel with Ethan Lee McCarthy the next day was also awesome.)


  2. AUTOPSY - Stonehenge Festival, Steenwijk

    After decades of being a fan of the quintessential gory Death Metal legends without ever having seen them live, Autopsy were obviously my personal reason to drive all the way to the Netherlands to finally check that box. But it definitely wasn't just me, but a consensus among everyone who witnessed it, that they proved to be the undispured headliners of the festival. From Chris Reifert's incredibly sick voice and drumming to the beautifully disgusting twin guitars and even the stage banter or a totally perplexing random incident involving an overenthusiastic festival crew member, this was an obliterating triumph and easily one of the best Death Metal shows I have ever seen.


  3. BORIS - A Colossal Weekend, Copenhagen

    As soon as the Japanese part-time quartet (in Heavy Rocks mode with regular drummer Atsua stepping forward as singer and master of ceremonies) started, the air inside the Vega changed. There was a rare unexplainable magic, a palpable electricity filling the room, which turned this absurdly heavy spectacle into a surprisingly transcendent experience. The phenomenal, unbelievably emotional rendition of "(not) Last Song" being one of the best song performances in the history of song performances only was the icing on this truly special cake of a Rock'n'Roll show.


  4. AD NAUSEAM - "Imperative Imperceptible Impulse" - Roadburn Festival, Tilburg

    Another Death Metal show, another reason to use superlatives. "Imperative Imperceptible Impulse" still stands as my favorite album of 2021, and what a treat it was to experience this uniquely dissonant, brutal and sophisticated Avantgarde masterpiece live and in the flesh! Especially the growling and throat singing performance of frontman Andrea Petucco opened my ears to aspects of the album's brilliance I hadn't even fully realized before. And how incredible was the sound? Mind blown and replaced by pure bliss.




  5. BIG|BRAVE - "Nature Morte" - Roadburn Festival, Tilburg

    Only one year after opening the festival in the Koepelhal Big|Brave brought their droning Noise Rock back to Roadburn, this time onto the biggest stage and as a quartet including the bass player of My Disco. The Canadians played their latest album "Nature Morte"Robin Wattie's piercing charismatic voice peeled her soul. So what was there not to love? I don't think I can ever get tired of watching this band - and they're only getting better and better, bigger and braver.




  6. BELL WITCH - "Future's Shadow Part 1: The Clandestine Gate" - Roadburn Festival, Tilburg

    A show consisting of only one eighty-three minutes long Funeral Doom epic, which transcended not only its genre and the concept of Metal as a whole, but also the laws of time and space? Sounds familiar. The surprise premiere of the new Bell Witch album "Future's Shadow Part 1" established this format as the band's very specific new standard modus operandi and reprised their legendary 2018 "Mirror Reaper" performance. And me having witnessed that unforgettable show before is probably the only reason that this year's revelation isn't higher up this list. I just already knew beforehand how otherworldy this genius offering would be.


  7. POIL UEDA - Roadburn Festival, Tilburg

    Yes, this is already the third show from the very same Friday in April on this list. What an unbelievable day! And it couldn't have ended better than in the Paradox Jazz club with the merged group PoiL Ueda.
    PoiL are a borderline bonkers Prog Rock band with Zeuhl influences from France, including the heaviest acoustic (not upright) bassist ever, who also plays electric in Ni.
    Junko Ueda is a traditional Japanese singer and satsuma-biwa player. Together they started a wild, virtuous, polyrhythmic fire, a cross-cultural fusion of genres unlike anything I've ever seen or heard before. Namihazureta!


  8. KANAAN - Esbjerg Fuzztival

    Thanks to a broken tour van Kanaan arrived at the venue twenty minutes after they were supposed to begin, hectically set up the stage without any soundcheck within minutes - and then really went for it! The Norwegian trio's explosive cocktail of Stoner Rock, Kraut and Jazz Fusion already is an insane spectacle under normal circumstances. But with the extra stress-induced adrenaline rush, pushed forward by drummer Andre in complete carnage mode, this particular performance was a special kind of madness.


  9. JULIE CHRISTMAS - Roadburn Festival, Tilburg

    What a double life this lady is leading! Teaching kids by day and every once in a while being a totally badass Rock star, ragging her costumes, cutting her hair and screaming her heart out on the Main Stage of the best festival in the world by night. Julie Christmas' heavy as fuck career-spanning show included old and brand-new solo material as well as songs from her former bands Battle Of Mice and Made Out Of Babies. After three years of postponement this show finally happening was a cathartic relief and a larger than life celebration of communion.


  10. DUMA - Roadburn Festival, Tilburg

    Could there have been a more abrasive, more dystopian, more sensory-overloading way to end a festival than the surprise show of the Kenyan-Ugandan duo Duma? Started with the intention of playing Metal, this band has become a schizophrenic chaotic bastard of Electronic Noisecore, Industrial and Black Metal - and that information probably still won't help you to adequately imagine the extremely immerse trip to hell they throw you into. Was this a feverish party or a cold stroboscobic nightmare? I'll never exactly grasp or remember. I only know this melted my mind. Insanity!


  11. MOE - A Colossal Weekend, Copenhagen

    What a presence! No matter if she was whispering, speaking, singing or screaming, the intensity of vocalist and bassist Guro S. Moe alone would have been enough to make this the show of the day. Think Julie Christmas with sprinkles of Michael Gira and Jarboe! But imbed it into an extremely heavy, crushing and creepy Avantgarde Sludge sound and crown it with Tomas Järmyr on the drumkit - and you'll witness a performance unlike anything you've ever seen before!


  12. BZAAT - Woodbunge Festival, Holzbunge

    These two maniacs from Israel played their first couple of shows outside of their home country this year and if you were among the lucky few to catch them, I know that you had a shitload of fun. Such a wild, genre-bending Rock'n'Roll whatthefuckery! From Funk to Orientalisms, from Easy Listening to Math Rock this stew was spiced with a mind-boggling richness of ingredients. What a blast!






favorite MUSIC 2023 - all my lists:

TOP 23 albums   |   TOP 7 live albums   |   TOP 5 reissues
TOP 7 non-album releases   |   TOP 23 live shows




2023-09-01

Bandcamp Friday haul September 2023 feat. BONG-RA, BZAAT, CAZAYOUX and EMMA RUTH RUNDLE


Ouch, my wallet! Why is the first Friday of the month so early? Well, here are four artists who shut up and took my money for digital releases today:




BZAAT - Funkoholics (2022)

I saw Hadar Levi (guitar) and Aviv Mainzer (drums) aka Bzaat smashing the small Woodbunge Festival in July and I've been wearing the shirt dedicated to their song "Kill Confirmed" ever since. Time to finally get the album then, right?

"Funkoholics" consists of eight tracks of brain-melting instrumental Heavy Funky Orientally Grungy Mathy Hardcory Assy-Kicky Rock with a guitar seemingly inspired in equal parts by Morello, Weinmann and Hendrix.
And the only reason I excluded the ninth track "Staring Inside" is that it surprisingly has vocals, so I guess there's also a little King's X comparison in the mix.
It doesn't make sense to put these insane Israelis into a box anyway - they will immediately jump out of it.

This duo, this album - it's just pure fucking fun!  






EMMA RUTH RUNDLE - Engine Of Hell - Live at Roadburn (2023)

The memories and emotions triggered by this release are quite different, yet at least equally as precious. Emma Ruth Rundle's intimate "Engine of Hell" is still as wonderful as the day it came out and seeing it performed live in full was an almost magical experience. For me that was in Hamburg, since I had missed the premiere performance at Roadburn due to clashes.

So here it is and Emma capturing the completely silent audience in the packed 013 only with her voice, piano and acoustic guitar is as wonderfully moving as expected.
Nothing is cut between the songs, because her humbly and humorously talking about the songs and the transformative meaning of the festival for her is a crucial part of this album, which makes it whole and gives it another dimension than the studio recording additionally to the overwhelming emotional power of those songs themselves.

As an encoure she plays - on piano, not organ - the "Pump Organ Song" from the "Orpheus Looking Back" EP.






CAZAYOUX - Rendezvous (2022)

I just reviewed the self-titled debut album of this great Latin / World Jazz Fusion band from Texas, named after and led by drummer Forest Carazoux. If you've heard and enjoyed that one you'll surely have a great time with this preceding EP from last year, too.
Six tracks, mostly short, but filled to the brim with classy brassy funky summer vibes. Carazoux just play the sound of joy. If this isn't ultimate feelgood music, what on Earth is?






BONG-RA - Vaseline (2023)

He does this on purpose, right? Jason Köhnen has so many different musical outlets at hand to follow all his manifold ideas and inspirations, yet Bong-Ra, the once solo project, which he had transformed into an epic, droning and sludgy Doom Metal meets Jazz and World Music band, now suddenly returns  with an EP in the old Breakcore Electronic style. Ok, you're not confusing anyone.

But of course I'm not complaining, otherwise I wouldn't have bought this, right? There are still floating synths, which build a loose common atmospheric thread. It's only that now the mood isn't crushed by brutal distorted bass, but by a Jungle of super hard beats and noises. And what can I say? It rules! Wild stuff for friends of JK Flesh.

Slides in like... no sorry... Let's leave titles and artwork out of this mini review, before it gets silly, alright?







2023-07-23

WOODBUNGE Festival 2023 • Freitag, 21. Juli • mit A PLACE TO FALL, BZAAT, OAKFARM und WHERE MEAIDS DROWN


Neulich posteten die französischen Postrocker Where Mermaids Drown, die mich vor zwei Monaten erst auf dem Colossal Weekend in Kopenhagen überzeugt hatten, dass sie noch ein Anschlusskonzert suchten zwischen zwei Shows in Paris und... Holzbunge? Moment, das ist doch hier oben irgendwo, oder?

Tatsächlich, ein kleines aus einer Gartenparty gewachsenes, zweitägiges Festival nur ein paar hundert Meter vom Wittensee. Und Oakfarm, die neue Band der ehemaligen zwei Drittel Bone Man Arne und Dennis, die ich bisher noch nicht live gesehen hatte, spielten dort auch. Cool, also nichts wie hin! Allerdings nur am Freitag, da mir campen oder zweimal hinfahren dann doch etwas zu viel Aufwand gewesen wären, zumal ich diesen Monat finanziell unvernünftigerweise ja auch noch ein weiteres Open Air mit weiterer Anfahrt auf dem Kalender stehen habe.

Selbst die wesentlich kürzere Strecke zum Woodbunge Festival wurde allerdings lästig und für mich überraschend durch eine Umleitung verlängert. Die Vollsperrung zwischen Brinjahe und Rendsburg hatte ich nicht auf dem Schirm gehabt. Naja, zum Glück hatte ich es nicht besonders eilig. Die erste Band am späten Nachmittag zu sehen, war eh nicht geplant, und die zweite begann bereits mit deutlichem Verzug im Zeitplan.

Das Gelände war kompakt und gemütlich hergerichtet, praktischerweise auch mit vielen Möglichkeiten, ins Trockene zu flüchten. Denn das Wetter präsentierte sich zunächst noch nicht gleichwertig sympathisch, so dass ich einen Großteil der Show von A Place To Fall nicht vor der Bühne, sondern auf einer aus Paletten gezimmerten Bank unter einem Pavillon verbrachte.





A PLACE TO FALL

Ok, es fiel mir auch relativ leicht, mir die Band nicht aus unmittelbarer Nähe anzusehen. Ihre Musik war - für das was sie sein sollte - wohl einigermaßen gut gemacht. Glaube ich? Vielleicht war es auch medioker? Das war für mich genrebedingt nicht einmal relevant.

Es war halt so Deathcore mit Cleangesang zwischendrin. Und das berührt mich abgesehen von der reinen Funktionalität als Rhythmusvorgabe zum Kopfnicken einfach selten bis gar nicht. Ob Dauergegrowle, Riffs oder Breakdowns - das kann man technisch alles so machen, ich persönlich würde dafür allerdings einen stilistischen Rahmen vorziehen, in dem größere Tiefe und einprägsames Songwriting erlaubt sind. Wurde dann doch schnell langweilig

Aber den lokalen Fans gefiel's und der Einsatz von Seifenblasenmaschinen vor der Bühne lief auch ganz fleißig.










BZAAT
Zu sagen, dass der Rest des Abendprogramms für meinen Geschmack interessanter aussah, ist angesichts des Mindfucks, der sich nun auf der Bühne manifestierte, eine derbe Untertreibung. Da befindest Du dich auf einem lokalen Freiluftveranstaltungchen, auf dem Du vom Gefühl her eher Gruppen aus Schleswig-Holstein und angrenzenden Bundesländern erwarten würdest, und dann zieht der Veranstalter das israelische As Bzaat auf seiner ersten Mini-Deutschlandtour (und überhaupt ersten Tour außerhalb Israels) aus dem Ärmel!

Ich weiß, dass ich in Bezug auf Duos mit Superlativen aufpassen muss, da ich in der Beziehung in den letzten Jahren so einiges höchst bemerkenswertes gesehen habe, doch dass Hadar Levi und Aviv Bart zu den großartig beklopptesten Zwei-Mann-Bands gehören, die mir bisher untergekommen sind, steht dennoch außer Frage.

Bzaat - der Name wurde uns oft und deutlich eingebläut - spielten instrumentalen Heavyrock voller mathematisch komplexer Arrangements, überraschender Wendungen, Ausflüge in drölfzig andere Genres von Easy Listening über Funk bis nahöstlich ornamentiertem Gehirnzirkus. Vor allem aber war es dass sowohl von Tom Morello und Ben Weinman als auch von traditiollem Rockstartum inspiriert klingende Gitarrenspiel, welches immer wieder für offene Münder und freudig ungläubiges Kopfschütteln sorgte.
Zwar halfen Wah-Wah und andere analoge wie digitale Effekte bei der Erzeugung vieler ungewöhnlicher Sounds mit, doch es war in erster Linie immer noch das besessene, mit einigen selten gesehenen Stunts gekrönte Spiel des Iroträgers selbst, welches die Riffs und Licks zum Ausnahmeereignis machte.

Unfassbar, was für ein irres Brett zwei Typen erzeugen können! Entdeckung des Tages.










OAKFARM
Zu zwei Dritteln mit ehemaligen Knochenmännern als Rhythmussektion bepflanzt, kommt man natürlich nicht daran vorbei, den Auftritt der Eichenfarm mit der ehemaligen Gruppe der Kieler zu vergleichen. Und klar, man erkennt die individuellen Eigenheiten und das typische, oft einen Ticken ungeduldiger als erwartete Spiel mit dem Tempo wieder. Doch nicht nur der bluesige Ausdruck von Gitarrist und Sänger Tobias Lemberger sorgt hier für eine deutlich anderen Note.

Bewegt man sich von Bone Man in Richtung Fleedwood Mac, dann trifft man Oakfarm vermutlich auf halber Strecke. Also in den frühen Neunzigern. Oder so. Wer's nicht mag, der könnte behaupten, dass diese Töne nun dad-rockiger seien. Aber das ist dünnes Eis, ich weiß. Schließlich habe ich mal einen langjährigen Facebook-Freund verloren, weil ich das D-Wort benutzt habe. Lächerliche Geschichte...

Aber jetzt zurück in den Wald! Sehr vintage und erdig war die Show, stilecht mit instrumentalen Jampassagen, doch auch mit sanfteren eingängigen Gesangsmomenten, die an frühe Motorpsycho erinnerten. Unabhängig vom eingeschlagenen Härtegrad fühlte sich das immer auf eigenständige Weise dreckig, direkt und roh an, aber halt niemals doof, sondern immer mit Seele und Absicht dahinter.

Mir gefiel's jedenfalls sehr gut, und ich war mit der Meinung nicht allein. Schön, die Jungs wieder aktiv zu sehen!












WHERE MERMAIDS DROWN
Es muss schon um Mitternacht herum gewesen sein, als die Bühne in blaulastige Unterwasserstimmung versetzt wurde und wir zu zum Sterben schönen Postrock-Klängen der Meerjungfrau beim schön Sterben zuhören durften.

Freunde von Mono, Bruit  oder generell einfach jeder für große Gefühle in sich langsam aufbauenden Instrumentalstücken empfängliche Besucher wurden von Where Mermaids Drown mit epochalem Wohlklang verwöhnt. Nur wer bereits das erste Ausnüchterungsnickerchen hinter sich hatte, dürfte wohl Probleme mit den vielen vielschichtig umeinander flirrenden hohen Frequenzen gehabt haben. Da kann ich nur nachträglich die Daumen drücken, dass nicht allzu viele Besucher betroffen waren.

Spätestens wenn die Gitarristen Geigenbogen und Schraubendreher (o.ä. Werkzeug) zum Einsatz brachten, lohnte es sich auch jenseits der Lichtstimmung einmal, die entrückt geschlossenen Augen zu öffnen und zu schauen, wie das Quartett diese cineastische Klangwand überhaupt erzeugte. Ja, das war erneut eine sehr schöne Vorstellung!

Leichten Abzug in der B-Note gibt es höchstens dafür, dass als Zugabe ein Song wiederholt werden musste, da die Band abseits des kompletten "Reminisce"-Albums und des längsten Stücks der "And The Raging Winds Do Blow"-EP (Review beider Veröffentlichungen auf Kassette hier!) kein weiteres Repertoire vorbereitet hatte. Der Himmel fand dies auch ein bisschen traurig, so dass es nach mehreren freundlichen Stunden nun doch wieder zu schütten begann.

Aber ernsthaft konnte man sich natürlich nicht beschweren. Für diese Dosis traumhafter Transzendenz nahm ich es dann auch gerne in Kauf, danach im Amphibienmobil nach Hause zu tauchen. Ist ja auch eine wesentlich anspruchslosere Übung, als wie die Band noch einen Haufen Equipment durchs Nass zu schleppen und ganz bis nach Lyon fahren zu müssen. Merci dafür!