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All right. I’m going to tell you about the strangest thing I’ve ever experienced.
My name’s Roland Duffy, but most people call me Duff. I’m an American by birth, a pilot by occupation, and for reasons not relevant to any of this, an expat by necessity. So now I live on Green Island, off the coast of Taiwan, where I run an extremely modest charter flight business with my partner, Seamus MacMillian. Being Scottish, he’s got a bit of a brogue, but I understand him just fine. Most of the time. Mac owns the planes but doesn’t fly very well, so I’m the pilot and he’s the first officer. It works for us.
Mac and I were getting drinks at a local haunt, like we do, and it was another balmy island night. Only two rounds in and I was already starting to sweat through my nice floral shirt. I sat at a crummy little table amongst the palms and bamboo, waiting for Mac to come back. He’d gone inside to fetch the next round and I was beginning to wonder whether he’d gotten lost when he came back with two beers in his hand and two strangers in tow. A man and a woman. The woman was cute, a blonde. The man had striking features, and was also a blonde, but I’m not into that so good for him I guess. I figured they were a rich couple doing the tourist thing and needed a flight back to Taiwan. We’d just gotten back from a charter to Shanghai, so I just wanted to drink and not think about work for a while. Fucking Mac, always prospecting. At least he had the beers.
“This round’s on our new mates, Duff,” Mac told me, settling my beer before me. I saluted them with the bottle and took a swig.
“Franz Böswecht,” the man said with a big smile and a German accent. He offered me his hand and I shook it. He gestured to his companion: “And this is Dr. Ilsa von Schrödinger.” Doctor; like that was supposed to impress me.
“Oh, please,” she said, “just Ilsa.” Humility; like that was supposed to impress me. She flashed a pretty smile, and her German accent made her that much cuter. I shook her hand.
“I’m Duff,” I said to them.
“Ooh, an American,” Ilsa said.
Mac brought two more chairs over to our table. “Have a seat.” He bore that cheesy smile that he reserved for schmoozing customers. The Germans sat, eager looks on their faces.
“So, Duff,” Ilsa began, “you’re a pilot, yes?”
“Yes, ma’am,” I said. “And I see you’ve met my co-pilot.”
“First Officer,” Mac interjected.
“Yes we did,” Franz said. “He tells us you guys fly all over Taiwan.”
“That’s the bulk of our business,” I said.
“But we go to all the islands,” Mac said, “and the mainland, if you like.”
“Wunderbar,” Ilsa said.
“Yes, great,” Franz said.
“Where are you guys looking to go?” I asked.
Ilsa’s eyes gleamed. “Have you heard of the Devil’s Sea?”
I looked at Mac. He grinned. “Yeah,” I said.
“What do you know about it?” Franz asked me.
I sipped my beer. “It’s an area in the Pacific, roughly triangulated between Japan, the Philippines, and the Bonin Islands, where some ships and planes allegedly disappeared under mysterious circumstances. Some people think it’s where Amelia Earhart went down. It’s been called the Pacific Bermuda Triangle but it’s not as famous. If I remember correctly, most of those disappearances are rumors or myths.” They both seemed excited. Mac kept grinning; these wouldn’t be the first thrill seekers we’d flown over the area for a little sight-see. It was boring for me, but easy money.
“Very impressive, Duff,” Ilsa said. “Hopefully you can fly us there?” She looked back and forth from me to Mac.
“Well, given the essence of the area,” Mac said, “it could be dangerous. We’ll have to factor that into the cost.” He laughed, and so did the Germans.
“It’s a pretty big area,” I said. “Do you have a particular site in mind?”
“As a matter of fact,” Franz said, removing a piece of paper from his pocket. He slid it towards me.
I read it. “What are these? Coordinates?” I slid the paper over to Mac, who was peering over at it.
“I’m afraid it’s only a general area,” Franz said, “but it should be narrow enough to cover in a couple of hours, at most.”
“I imagine so,” Mac said. “But why here?”
“What are you looking for?” I asked, somewhat suspicious.
“Have you ever heard of the Krake?” Ilsa asked.
“No,” we both said.
“The Krake is a German aircraft carrier,” Ilsa said, “that disappeared in 1945.”
“I didn’t know the Germans had aircraft carriers then,” Mac said.
“To be honest,” she continued, “they really didn’t. After several naval campaigns, the Kriegsmarine planned to construct some, as well as convert several passenger vessels into carriers. But interest in the project waned and focus was shifted towards U-boat development.”
“Hitler loved his U-boats,” Mac said.
“The plans were scrapped,” Ilsa continued, “except for two. The Graf Zeppelin was nearly completed but the crew scuttled it when defeat became imminent. The other was the Krake, which was completed and launched.”
“But a sense of urgency hastened its implementation,” Franz said, “so it was never ceremoniously launched.”
“What kind of urgency?” Mac asked.
“A secret mission,” Franz said. “Germany had developed a powerful weapon, that would have changed the tide of the war.”
“What?” Mac asked. “A nuke?”
“No, nothing like that,” Ilsa said. “We’re not sure exactly, but we know it wasn’t radiological, biological, or chemical. Not nearly as unstable. But the Allies were closing in, so the Wermacht transported it to Japan aboard the Krake.”
“But it never made it to Japan,” Franz said. “It disappeared en route, in the Devil’s Sea. Given the nature of its mission, its disappearance was never publicized, and with the haste of its launch and the defeat of the Axis powers shortly afterward, the world never knew.”
“How do you guys know about it?” Mac asked. Good question.
“We are, how you say, agents, for the Deutsch Gesellschaft für Denkmalpflege,” Franz said.
I tensed up at the word agents. “What kind of covert shit is that?”
Ilsa giggled. “It means the German Society for Historical Preservation. And through our work we came across the scarce records of the ship’s construction and its only mission. Our society endeavors to essentially preserve and enrich German history. And we’re very interested in Germany’s first aircraft carrier.”
“So you want to see where it disappeared?” Mac asked. “And these are the coordinates?” He sipped his beer.
“Not at all!” Ilsa said, excitedly. “We’re not sure where in the Devil’s Sea the ship disappeared. These coordinates are where it has reappeared!”
. . .
We flew out over the pacific just before sunrise the next morning. The Germans were anxious to leave right away, before salvagers or the local navy found the vessel, but I had been drinking and we all agreed it would be better to search in daylight. This meant I couldn’t get my drink on like I’d wanted, lest I be hungover for our pre-dawn flight, but Mac had negotiated a good price to book the flight – $5,000 – so I guess I didn’t mind postponing my bender.
I nearly spit my beer out when Ilsa told us that a missing aircraft carrier had suddenly reappeared. They couldn’t explain its lengthy disappearance, hoping our trip might provide some answers, but said the coordinates were reliable and that this excursion was sanctioned by the German government. I wasn’t entirely convinced of any of it, but the price was right. Still, something didn’t sit quite right with me.
Mac and I were in the cockpit of his 2009 Quest Kodiak 100. She’s unpressurized but rides pretty quiet for passengers. She’s comfortable, too, with the Summit Package. The two Germans sat in the cabin designed for eight. It was absurd since Mac had a smaller aircraft for such flights, his Cessna 185, which held four people and could be fitted with floats as a seaplane, but the Germans insisted. I guess they wanted the extravagance, and it worked for me since we don’t put headsets in the cabin, so Mac and I could talk about them without them hearing. Plus, as long as their funds cleared, who was I to question it? Mac informed me that their funds had indeed cleared, as they paid in cash. Must be nice to fly on the government’s dime.
The Devil’s Sea has no precise boundaries, as it depends on who you’re asking, but we were far enough out to sea to be in the commonly recognized area. As we approached the coordinates, I took in the scenery. Vast blue ocean surrounded us, and the early morning sun beamed in the horizon, glinting off the reflective sea. I’ve done hundreds of these flights and I never get sick of this view. Seeing it from a portal as a passenger is pretty cool, but the perspective from the cockpit as the one actually flying the plane is never short of amazing. It’s why I do what I do. The infinite ocean was immediately humbling – agoraphobic, even – stretching beyond the limits of vision. If the plane went down, we’d have nothing but three-hundred-and-sixty degrees of water around our helpless bodies, abyssal depths below, and endless sky above. It’s hard not to comprehend just how fucked we’d be.
Mac brought me out of my rumination on our insignificance. “So you think we’ll find this thing?”
“We get paid either way.” Our voices sounded tinny and unnatural in the headset.
“Yeah,” he said. “But imagine if we did.”
“Then we find it.” I shrugged. “Makes no difference to me.”
“Come on. It’d be the find of the century.”
“I guess.”
“You guess?!” He was getting excited. “A ship disappears for the better half of a century and all of a sudden, poof! here it is, back again, and all you can say is I guess? Come on, laddie.”
I shrugged. “I guess.”
“Jesus,” he said, exasperated. “You’re broken inside.”
“Either we find it, or we don’t,” I said. “Life goes on.”
“I can’t believe your feigned apathy over this.” He shook his head, chuckling. “This is exciting stuff, boyo.”
“Yup.”
He let out a frustrated laugh. For a while we didn’t say anything, then he asked, “How did it disappear, you think?”
“I don’t know.”
“I mean, it’s incredible,” he continued. “A ship, a military ship – fuck, Germany’s only operating aircraft carrier during World War II! – goes missing, and no one finds it until now?! It can’t be that no one looked for it. I mean, shit, it was on a top-secret mission, carrying some weapon that would supposedly win Germany the war? How can a ship that important just disappear unmissed?”
“It happens, Mac, even today. Look at Malaysia airlines. How many planes have they lost?”
“Those weren’t prides of the fleet, sent by the German war machine to deliver a critical, war-winning weapon. How does that ship go missing?”
“Really?” I said. “You have no idea how that ship could go missing?”
“Not a ship that important. The Nazis thought it carried their salvation, for Christ’s sake.”
“That’s exactly it, Mac. That weapon it was carrying? You don’t think that had anything to do with the sudden disappearance?”
“What do you think? The ship’s own payload destroyed it? That it sank?” He laughed. “Then how did it come back?”
“Apparently it didn’t sink,” I said, “or get destroyed. Or maybe it did. We haven’t found it yet. But even those Germans back there don’t know anything about that thing this ship was transporting, and all of a sudden the ship disappears without a trace?”
“And now it’s back!”
“Maybe, yeah. Let’s say it is back. We have no idea how. It was carrying some doomsday device, disappeared for a few decades, and now it’s back. And we don’t know a fucking thing about it or what it was carrying.”
“So, what exactly? You heard Ilsa – it wasn’t anything unstable.”
“They don’t know shit, Mac. Come on. And I’m Harry Fucking Potter if those two are actually working for some historical society.”
“So, what? You think they’re some kind of spooks?”
“Maybe. This whole thing is just weird.” And pretty awesome, I had to admit.
“So why did you take the job, then? Why not just let me fly them? I have to admit, I wouldn’t have minded keeping your share.”
“Because your piloting is shit.” We laughed. “And I need the money, too. Too much to tell you and the Germans to go fuck yourselves.” Plus Ilsa is pretty cute.
“Ok, well let’s consider the facts. Either the ship is no longer missing and what it was carrying obviously didn’t cause its disappearance, so it’s not that volatile and we have nothing to worry about; or the ship’s still gone and maybe the thing it was carrying did cause its demise, but we have nothing to worry about because it’s gone. Either way, we have nothing to fucking worry about, mate.”
“I don’t know. And that’s what I don’t like.”
“Yeah . . . .” He said it like he was giving weight to my anxieties, but I could tell he wasn’t.
We came up on the area.
“Alright, boyo,” Mac said. “Keep your eyes peeled.”
“Aye, aye, first mate.”
“Fuck off.” He unfastened himself and retreated into the cabin to let our passengers know to start gazing. When he came back in and put his headset back on, I said, “There’s a whole lot of nothing out here.”
“Yup,” he said, peering out the cockpit windshield. “But we still have some area to cover, so let’s not get our hopes down.” He winked.
“I guess.”
We flew for almost an hour. Looking out over the vastness of the Pacific, the old cogitations of how minuscule we all are returned to me. It’s easy to take our own existence for granted, comfortably perched atop the animal kingdom amongst fellow human beings and sheltered by our technological advancements. But here, hundreds of miles away from our nearest fellow sapiens, peering down at oceanic oblivion, one can’t help but be reminded of our vulnerability. Up here, nestled in this steel bird, we’re soothed by our species’ achievements in science over raw nature; but withdraw that variable and dump us in that callous ocean and nature gives no fucks about what our fellow man has accomplished on our behalf. Our technology separates us from the other members of the cosmos; together, as a species, we are superior and immortal, but individually, we are nothing and assailable, exposed to nature’s whims. We may have conquered land, but the abyss of the sea is still hungry and insatiable. It’s little wonder how it’s swallowed up so many of our achievements. Maybe Mac was right; maybe the Krake needed no help from its human-concocted payload to disappear into the void. What a discomforting feeling. I should have heeded my instincts and turned back.
Ilsa popped her head into the cockpit and said something, but given the din of the unpressurized cabin and that Mac and I were wearing headsets, we couldn’t hear her. I indicated a spare headset hanging behind my flight seat, and she donned it. She spoke into the microphone, “See anything yet?”
“Nothing yet,” Mac’s voice crackled in my headset.
“Maybe we should go back,” I said.
Ilsa playfully slapped my shoulder. Damn, she was cute.
Franz peered in over her shoulder and tried to say something. She gestured toward the remaining headset behind Mac’s flight seat. He popped it on and said, “Anything?”
“Ilsa was just saying that we should head back,” I said. Franz chuckled as Ilsa gaily hit my shoulder again. I didn’t hate it.
“Nothing yet,” Mac said. “You’re sure about these coordinates?”
“Yes,” they both said. Then Franz said, “It is a pretty sizable area. We still have some ground to cover, no?”
“Yeah,” Mac said, “we haven’t seen it all.” I groaned, inaudible over the headsets.
“How are we on fuel?” Franz asked.
Mac peered over at the dials on my side and informed them, “We’re good for a little more reconnaissance.” Great.
We flew for a bit more, the four of us looking out the cockpit windows. I hate when the customers hover like that, but I minded Ilsa over my shoulder a bit less.
We kept looking a little longer before I saw something on the horizon. It was just a black spot that could have been anything, so I kept quiet. Mac saw it too, unfortunately, and he spoke up. “What’s that?”
“It could be anything,” I said.
“That might be it,” Ilsa exclaimed.
“Let’s check it out,” Franz said.
“It’s a bit of a ways away,” Mac said, “but Duff will swing by it.” Thanks, Mac.
“Aye, aye,” I said, adjusting the yoke slightly to bear in that direction.
We flew towards it for a few minutes and, as we drew nearer, it was clearly a ship. A large ship.
“Could just be a tanker,” I said hopefully.
“We’ll know in a few,” Mac said.
We were about five miles out from it before Ilsa confidently said, “That’s it! That’s the Krake!”
As we got closer, its details became clear. It was a large ship, even for an aircraft carrier, almost the size of a tanker. I guessed its length to be at least 1,100 feet. Very impressive. We flew right over it, it resembling a skateboard from directly above. It wasn’t like any aircraft carrier I’d ever seen. There was no visible bridge platform, and the flight deck was completely flat save for two masts on the starboard side, one with antennae and wiring for communication. There were a few small facilities that I guess were some kind of storage sheds. The ship was dark gray in color, with a few gun emplacements scattered about, and some open-air flight hangars peeking out the port and starboard sides. It was rather uninteresting in its shape, but I awed at its massive size. There were no signs of life, not that I expected any, and there were no aircraft parked on the flight deck. No other ships could be seen and it was clear we were the first to stumble upon it. It was just a giant, empty ghost ship floating in the tremendous, empty sea. I shuddered.
After two fly-overs, I said to Ilsa, “You may want to take some pictures or something before we have to head back.”
She didn’t seem to hear me, and Franz asked, “Can you do another fly-over, this time from the bow to the stern?”
“Sure,” Mac said.
I obliged and worked the yoke, bringing the plane around. We flew over it lengthwise, each of us taking in its impressive breadth.
Ilsa and Franz had removed their headsets and were shouting in discussion to each other, inaudible to Mac and me. After the brief exchange, Franz gestured to replace their headsets. They did, and Ilsa spoke into her mic: “It appears there is plenty of room. Can you land?”
“What?!” I exclaimed.
“That’s not a good idea, lass,” Mac said. Thank you, Mac.
“Aside from logistics, there isn’t any problem,” Franz said. “We have the sanction of the German government, who this ship belongs to, and there doesn’t appear to be any salvagers or military in the area that we'd need to contend with. Can you do it?”
Back in New York, I’d often fly over the USS Intrepid, real low, fantasizing that I was landing on it. And even though I’d get that low – illegally low, truth be told – I never sincerely considered actually landing on it. It was something I always wanted to do, but here? Something just didn’t feel quite right.
I looked at Mac. He raised an inquiring eyebrow at me. He wanted to land on this thing just as bad as the Germans.
“There are no LSOs to guide me in,” I said, “and the deck will pitch and yawn with the flow of the sea, not to mention it will be a very abrupt landing given the runway.”
Ilsa batted her eyes at me. Damn her.
“It does seem to be long enough to effect a landing of this type of aircraft,” I said, “but I don’t know about taking off again.”
“I’ve seen you manage worse,” Mac said. Now my ego was at stake. Damn him.
I had one last card to play: “But we have no idea what condition that ship is in, or the condition of that weapon on board.”
“There doesn’t appear to be any damage,” Ilsa said, “nor should there be. And it wouldn’t be a rectilinear landing as the ship isn’t sailing, nor are there obstacles like deck traffic, or arresting cables since the crew obviously wasn’t prepared to effect fighter plane landings and takeoffs.” Where did she learn all that?
“If it’s beyond your capabilities, that would be one thing,” she continued, “but you seem like a competent pilot. It couldn’t be any worse than that rickety runway you took off on.” Damn her.
“We’re only asking that you try it,” Franz said. “If it’s too rough, just ascend back up and we’ll fly home.”
“Of course we’d pay you an additional fee,” Ilsa said. “An additional $5,000.”
That was all Mac needed to hear. “We can do another fly-over,” he said to me, “and worst case scenario we just abort the landing and take off again.”
I had to admit, the extra cash would be a great boon to our checking accounts. Plus, my ego was at stake and I would be lying if I said I didn’t want to impress Ilsa. “If I can land,” I said, “and that’s a big if, we stay for fifteen minutes and then I’m taking off again.”
Ilsa and Franz looked at each other, then said, “Deal.”
I did the additional fly-over, which confirmed what we already knew: there was plenty of room and zero obstacles to impede a landing. I brought the plane back around a good distance from the ship and prepared my descent. “You two,” I said to Ilsa and Franz, “sit down and buckle up. It’s gonna be rough.”
They retreated to the cabin. Mac said to me, in the privacy of our headsets, “Are you sure about this?”
“It’s your plane.”
He considered that for a moment, but I could see dollar signs in his eyes. “With that extra cash I could almost pay this thing off.”
“Assuming you still have a plane to pay off.”
“Can you do it?” he asked with sincerity.
“Of course I can.” I could, couldn’t I?
“Let’s do it,” he said.
“Aye, aye.”
"Duff?"
"Yeah?"
"Stop saying that."
"Anything else?"
"Good luck."
I brought the plane down to the appropriate altitude and lowered the landing gear. My stomach was in knots – I’d performed thousands of seaplane landings but I’d never landed on an aircraft carrier before. I told myself it couldn’t be worse than landing on a dirt runway. The flight deck came up underneath us, and it was time to act. I held my breath. I tilted the yoke and we touched down, bouncing once and coming back down. Mac cringed. I fought the pitch of the ship on the waves while disengaging the thrust of the engines, and thanked the gods there was no bridge tower to swerve away from, since I was all over the place. I slowed the plane down, coming to a stop a little too close to the end of the deck, but we didn’t end up in the drink. There was enough room to turn the plane around, and I combat-parked facing the length of the runway, engaging the brake. I spied some wheel chocks strewn on the deck, and noted that for later use when we disembarked. For fifteen minutes, I reminded myself.
Mac and I shut down the engines and the plane, and hung our headsets up. He whistled and high-fived me, letting out an enthusiastic “Yeah, lad!” I realized I’d been holding my breath and exhaled, probably too loudly.
“You did it, lad!” Mac said. “I’ve got to admit, though, I was a bit nervous for a minute back there.”
“I’m still nervous,” I said. “Want to see if our customers are still alive?”
“Yes, I’ll go check.”
He unfastened his belt and went back to the cabin. I let the anxiety of my landing hit me, and hyperventilated for a few seconds. I brought it back under control and forced myself to admire my brilliant landing. My first time landing on an aircraft carrier. Whoo hoo! I mentally patted myself on the back, despite the retrospective recklessness of it all. Hopefully I’ll be able to take off from this thing.
I heard Mac open the hatchway and heard the pneumatic whoosh of the door and little stairway descending. “Lady and gentleman,” Mac said, “we have arrived.”
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Musikmittwoch: P wie...

Powerwolf und Parkway Drive!
Zum letzten auch Musikmittwoch hier lang!
Für diejenigen welche dies zum ersten mal Lesen was ist das hier, in kurz und in knackig:
ne kleine Serie in der ich den hiesigen Lesern Songs/Bands nach dem Alphabet empfehlen will und mich allgemein über Musik austauschen möchte
Hoffe wie immer auf viele tolle Musikvorschläge auch wenn ich nicht immer auf alles Antworten kann ich höre mir alles an Ü
Fangen wir mal mit dem Powermetal an!
Powerwolf:
Powerwolf ist eine deutsche Hardrock-/Power-Metal-Band aus Saarbrücken. Die 2004 gegründete Band mit ihren fünf Mitgliedern wird vom Label Napalm Records vertreten.
Die Texte der Band sind geprägt von Behandlung des Christentums und alten Sagen Rumäniens. Powerwolf sehen sich jedoch nicht als religiöse Band an, sondern bezeichnen sich vielmehr als spirituell. Neben den klassischen Metalinstrumenten finden Orgelklänge Verwendung. Für die Studioalben wurde ein Kirchenchor aufgenommen.
https://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Powerwolf
Und wieder mehr Powermetal! Die hälfte der Leute hier rollt vermutlich mit den Augen.
Aber es geht ja hier darum was neues zu entdecken und/oder einfach Empfehlungen auszusprechen, und ich kann euch sagen Powerwolf ist ne super Band wenn man in den Metal einsteigen will! Denn Powermetal ist dafür mit seiner Mischung aus Melodisch Orchestralem, härteren und auch mal schnelleren Passagen sowie der zu 95%igen abwesenheit von Growling (dem tiefen guttarlen Gesang) sehr zugänglich.
Zudem würde ich mich hier aus dem Fenster lehnen und behaupten das im Durchschnitt die Powermetal Sänger und Sängerinen meist die "besten Sänger / Sängerinnen" sind. Da sie aufgrund dessen dass sie sowohl tief als auch relativ hoch singen können müssen meist eine sehr große Vocal Range haben und das dabei ja auch noch gut klingen muss.
So was ist hier also gesanglich zu erwarten?
Hauptsächlich der Frontsänger mit aufgenommen Chören.
Dafür ist eben dieser Frontsänger aber stimmlich Top dabei und hat obendrein eine relativ markante Stimme!
Stillistisch gibts hier nicht viel zu sagen als das es sich um Powermetal handelt welcher an Kirchenklänge / Musik angelehnt / inspieriert ist daher ist hier auch eine Orgel / Orgelklänge vertreten <3.
So wird mit dem ganzen christlichen Stil der Religion kokettiert und dies abgewandelt mit dem "Werwolf" als "Bandmaskottchen" sowie dem "Metal+Satan" Klischee kombiniert.
Dies spiegelt sich dafür aber auch im ganzen Auftreten der Band wieder.
So bezeichnet der Frontsänger auf Livekonzerten diese meist als "Heilige Heavy Metal Messe".
Texte beziehen sich regelmäßig zumindest in Anspielungen auf die Bibel, Werwölfe, Geschichte, Glauben an sich etc.
Zudem wird für eine Powermetal Band ungewöhnlich oft über Sex gesungen / darauf angespielt ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Und bevor wir zu den Texten und Bezügen kommen will ich hier kurz auf das letzte Album der Band eingehen.
Das letzte Album von Powerwolf "The Sacrament of Sin" wurde von vielen Leuten und Kritikern sehr positiv aufgenommen.
Dem will ich hier deutlich wiedersprechen. Es ist definitv ein gutes Album, aber für Powerwolf Maßstäbe (die sich bis dahin eig mit jedem Album gesteigert hatten) ist dies dann doch eher mittelmäßig (ich weiß natürlich das nicht alles immer nur besser werden kann, aber das erwartet auch niemand). Es hat einige Monate und viel hören gebraucht damit ich mich mit mehr als 2-3 Song anfreunden konnte.
Jetzt schaue ich versöhnlicher auf das Album, aber es ist definitiv eins ihrer schwächeren. Zudem mein größter Kritikpunkt ist das es sowohl textlich relativ schwach ist als auch das es ca. 9% weniger Sex als das vorherige Album enthält :P
Aber aber weg von diesem Elitisten scheiß hin zur Musik!
Texte und Bezüge:
Oh mother God we hold the sword in holy times
We are the war, we never see the light
The order call, we all will take more human wine
And we toast to the night
[...]
We fold our hands, we keep the bible in our minds
Oh father God, we are the hordes of Cain
And though you run we will take you and we find
Any type, any vein
[...]
We drink your blood
When the midnight sky is red
We drink your blood
And we call the sanguine saints
We drink your blood
When the midnight sky is red
We drink your blood
And we open your veins
[...]
Oh father lord, we are the demons of the wild
When all we pray, stand the fight as one
We tame the storm, we are the martyrs in the light
Take your soul when you run
We are the dark, we are the saints of blood at night
We hear the call, when the moon shines red
We grab your body, in the morning all we are
Satisfied when you're dead
[...]
We drink your blood
When the midnight sky is red
We drink your blood
And we call the sanguine saints
We drink your blood
When the midnight sky is red
We drink your blood
And we open your veins
[...]
We drink, we drink, we drink your blood
Kyrie Eleison
We drink, we drink, we drink your blood
Kyrie Eleison
[...]
We drink your blood
When the midnight sky is red
We drink your blood
And we call the sanguine saints
We drink your blood
When the midnight sky is red
We drink your blood
And we open your veins
We drink your blood
Erstmal ist es toll mal ein hochwertig produziertes Video zu sehen wo nicht einfach nur angemahlte Leute im Wald oder der Landschaft spielen.
Und textlich worum gehts hier.
Nun entweder ist es relativ straigh forward und geht halt um das typische Powerwolf Thema der Werwölfe/Vampiere die Blut trinken und leute töten dafür (sie haben mehr als diesen Song der den Durst nach Blut besingt) oder aber es ist (was das Video unterstützen würde) eine Anspielung auf den Gottes Dienst bei dem das Blut Christi getrunken wird.
Die würde durch das "Kyrie Eleison" untermauert, was mittelgriechisch für "Herr erbarme dich!" ist.
Oder es ist einfach eine Kombi aus beidem.
Was denkt ihr?
Nächster Song:
Stand up all the Night and call the Fight
Let your Mind go wild before the Light
Here we come the Army of the Night
Mater Maria
[...]
Lined up Side by Side and bound to pray
Sent to die and fight the Final Day
Army of the Night - we came to stay
Mater Maria
[...]
Better you pray before the Night is falling
Call on the Heaven sent, Amen
Follow the Night, it's your Messiah calling
Bring on the Sacrament, Amen
[...]
Come to the other Side
Into the Dark we Hide
Gather them for the Rite
Sacristarum
We are the Force allied
Into the War we ride,
Hallelujah
[...]
Stand up all the Night and call the Fight
Let your Mind go wild before the Light
Here we come the Army of the Night
Mater Maria
[...]
Lined up Side by Side and bound to pray
Sent to die and fight the Final Day
Army of the Night - we came to stay
Mater Maria
[...]
Enemies fallen when the Sermons spoken
Taken by higher Hand, Amen
Hallow the Martyrs when the Bible broken
Summon the Testament, Amen
[...]
Come to the other Side
Into the Dark we Hide
Gather them for the Rite
Sacristarum
We are the Force allied
Into the War we ride,
Hallelujah
[...]
Stand up all the Night and call the Fight
Let your Mind go wild before the Light
Here we come the Army of the Night
Mater Maria
[...]
Lined up Side by Side and bound to pray
Sent to die and fight the Final Day
Army of the Night - we came to stay
Mater Maria
[...]
Stand up all the Night and call the Fight
Let your Mind go wild before the Light
Here we come the Army of the Night
Mater Maria
[...]
Sanctify the Night for all the Time
Break the bread and raise the holy wine
Army of the Night - go walk the Line
Mater Maria
Ein Hammer Song, wenn auch mit eher...naja Text.
Dieser Song war der erste der vom Album "Blessed & Possessed" veröffentlicht wurde, und der steigt so top ein das man automatisch sofort instinktiv mit headbangen muss.
Als ich den das erste mal gehört habe wusste ich das ich mir das Album kaufen werde! (was bei mir recht selten ist, denn ich bin arm af)
Nächster Song:
When I'm crawling through the night
God and Satan by my side
And I'm haunted in the dark
[...]
Sacramentum of the wild
Evil born as human child
Seed of wolf and man we are
[...]
You are like the dead alive
And you seal the time you die
Hear the call behind the dark
[...]
You can hide and start the run
When the seventh night has come
And you realize the mark
[...]
Are you taken all alone
Holy Christ in flesh and bone
Pray, the werewolves left the ark
[...]
See it's not a sermon, they can't call me back
And when the moon is high, we call the pack - we attack!
[...]
This is the night of the werewolves
Run for your life
This is the night
Never get out alive
[...]
This is the night of the werewolves
Run for your life
This is the night
Never get out alive
[...]
Like a rebel in the war
We have seen the night before
And we call the morning star
[...]
Are you frightened all the more
You can't hide behind a door
Dead and sanctified you are
[...]
See I'm not a sacred victim in despair
And when the fever calls, the pack is there - so beware
[...]
This is the night of the werewolves
Run for your life
This is the night
Never get out alive
[...]
This is the night of the werewolves
Run for your life
This is the night
Never get out alive
[...]
This is the night of the werewolves
Run for your life
This is the night
Never get out alive
[...]
This is the night of the werewolves
Run for your life
This is the night
Never get out a-, never get out a-, never get out alive
Auch relativ straigh forward der Text und eins ihrer (wie ich finde) besten Lieder. Melodie + Tempowechsel wtf!
Nächster Song:
Ave fornicatio et sacrilegum
Deus peccatoribus et patrum Iesu
Oremus per coitum- et patris Deum
Animus in libidum - et crucem meum
Ave fornicatio et sacrilegum
[...]
Er nahm sie dann ins Stossgebet
Der Kirchturmpfahl zum Himmel steht
Der Wein geweiht, die Erde bebt
Dem Herrn so nah - im Stossgebet
Stossgebet
Stossgebet
Stossgebet
[...]
Ave phallus dominum evaginatio
Ferrum corporalium sanguinem virgum
Oremus per coitum- et patris Deum
Animus in libidum - et crucem meum
Ave fornicatio et sacrilegum
[...]
Er nahm sie dann ins Stossgebet
Der Kirchturmpfahl zum Himmel steht
Der Wein geweiht, die Erde bebt
Dem Herrn so nah - im Stossgebet
Stossgebet
Stossgebet
[...]
Und wer im Leben kommt zu spät zum Stossgebet
Der hat des Teufels Saat, die Pestilenz gesät
Speit sich die Seele aus, ein Wolf, der niemals schläft
In des Herrgotts starken Armen
So damit hätten wir das Thema Sex dann auch endlich abgehakt.
Zudem ist dies mit der beste Song (persönliche Meinung) des neuen Albums.
Für die Interessierten was genau die Lateinischen Zeilen bedeuten;:
Ich bin zu faul das zu Übersetzen, heißt ich linke euch hier eine Lyric Seite, wo man auf die hinterlegten Textstellen klicken kann und dann ne erklärung kriegt Ü
https://genius.com/Powerwolf-stossgebet-lyrics
Zudem kann ich durch dieses Video 1 zu 1 zur Liveerfahrung dieser Band übergehen.
Erstmal vorab, ich habe Powerwolf jetzt 4 oder 5 mal Live gesehen und bin jedes mal wieder happy wenn man sie live sah.
Powerwolf Konzerte machen einfach spaß. Die Band kriegt es wie kaum andere Bands hin Stimmung zu machen.
So habe ich Powerwolf z.b. mal auf einem kleineren Festival um 20 uhr live spielen sehen. Vorher absolut nichts los mit der Crowd.
Powerwolf hat die (die Crowd war aber auch... unmotiviert) Leute dazu gebracht mitzumachen und mitzugrölen!
Nu zu dem Video. Ich war auf dem gleichen Konzert wie der Dude im Wolfskostüm und die Frau die sich als Nonne verkleidet hatte (sie sieht man bei ca. 1:27 ) und ich muss beiden einfach meinen absoluten Respekt aussprechen!
Es war super heiß bei so vielen Leuten wo jeder mitmacht, mitsingt, mitgrölt, tanzt, moshed, feuershow etc.
Ich bin dem typen im Wolfskostüm beim rausgehen begegnet und der war so durchgeschwitzt das als ich ihm n High Five gab es sich anfühlte als ob man in einen grade frisch aus dem Wasser geholten Lappen packt. Das der keinen Hitzschlag bekommen hat.
Um mal nen Kumpel von mir zu zitieren der auf dem gleichen Konzert war:
"Alter das Pit gestern war so flutschig, ich glaube ich stinke heute noch nach dem Schweiß von anderen leuten"....
Und die Frau die sich als Nonne verkleidet hatte hat einfach mehrmals!!!! während des Konzertes, während alles eskalierte, n kleines Schminketui rausgeholt und ihr Makeup nachgebessenachgezogen. WTF! Und das war auch am Ende der Show "on point". N bissle wie das Filmklischee das Leute sich frisch aus dem Bett rollen ohne das die Haare die Steckdosenfrisur angenommen haben.... halt nur in echt.
Aber insgesammt war es ein richtig geiles Konzert! Ich habe mich nämlich vorher mit meinem kleinen Metal Freundeskreis getroffen und wir haben uns alle Powerwolf Corpse Paint... entschuldigung, Wolfs Paint ins Gesicht gemalt was zu tollen Blicken in den öffis führte als 7 Leute mit fetten Mänteln und bemalung einstiegen Ü
Alles in allem lohnt es sich immer zu Powerwolf zu gehen. Es sind einfach tolle, energetische Konzerte die spaß machen Ü
Songvorschläge zum Anklicken:
Puh, hier was vorschlagen ist schwierig da sie so vieles wirklich gutes haben....
Incense & Iron - Klingt leicht wie eine andere Band die mit S anfängt und über die in ein paar wochen gesprochen wird ;)
Fire & Forgive - Ich mag so mahnisch wirkende Songs Ü
Venom of Venus - Naja, der Titel erklärt den Song eig. ganz gut.
Coleus Sanctus - Ein Lied über den heiligen Hoden (kein joke).
Resurrection By Erection -
Raise your phallus to the sky and you never die
When you wake up from the dead and the angels give a head
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Amen & Attack - Wird live eigentlich immer gespielt
Kreuzfeuer - Noch mehr WAHN!!!!
TL:DR zu Powerwolf:
Spiritueller Werwolf Powermetal für jeden!
Parkway Drive:
Parkway Drive ist eine australische Metalcore-Band aus Byron Bay. Bis heute konnte die Band circa 20 Millionen Platten (Stand: Dezember 2018) weltweit verkaufen. Vor allem in Australien, England, USA und Deutschland feierte die Band bisher ihre größten Erfolge mit ausverkauften Tourneen.
Auf die Frage hin, ob sie Hard- oder Metalcore spielen, sagte Sänger Winston McCall, dass der Sound eher ins Metalcore-Schema passe, er sich aber zur Hardcore-Szene zugehörig fühle und nie viel mit Metal zu tun gehabt habe. Seit dem 2015 erschienenen Album Ire hat sich der Stil der Band vom reinen Metalcore entfernt und wurde vielschichtiger.
https://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parkway_Drive
Das lässt sich 1 zu 1 so unterschreiben, da ich absolut nicht weiß wie ich den Sound der letzten beiden Parkway Drive Alben beschreiben würde.
Eher nicht als "das ist Metalcore" sonder eher als etwas mit "Metalcore einfluss und elementen". Da sie zwar die typischen Breakdowns und spielweisen des Metalcore enthalten, aber nicht im reinen Klargesang gesungen sind und sonst auch nicht so diesen typischen "Metalcore" Klang haben.
Weiterhin werden teilweise auch Klassik Instrumente in die Songs eingebaut und bei Live Auftrittten mit eingebunden.
Gesanglich wird recht untypisch kein Klargesang genutzt sondern eher Screaming was teilweise auch fast schon ins growling geht.
Das alles in Kombi ist der Grund das ich Parkway Drive hier vorstelle, da ich normaler weise eher kein Metalcore Fan bin, da die meisten Songs und Bands des Genres gefühlt gleich klingen und die Songs zu 40-70% Breakdowns bestehen (que "der ganze Song ist der Breakdown" meme). Somit sticht Parkway Drive doch heraus. Wobei dies sich vorallem auf die neueren Alben bezieht. Je älter die Alben desto mehr "standart" Metalcore klingen Parkway Drive.
Textlich wird viel über innere Konflikte mit sich selber, seinen Gefühlen, dem Verarbeiten von Trauer etc. aber auch sehr viel Soziale Kritik geäußert.
Texte und Bezüge:
I spoke a vow today and asked if God would come and play
I've dug a shallow hole for him to sleep
But I swear he just won't answer me
I call on out is he afraid, I'll bury him down with the ones he keeps
And if the Devil is listening, I'll come for him as well
If I suspect he had a hand to play
And if I see his face in town, there's room for two down underground
Nothing's gonna stop me till I'm done
Until I'm done
Until I'm done
Until I'm done
Until I'm done
'Cause tonight I'm killing gods
Killing gods
[...]
It's guilt and frustration, it's everything between
The silence and the absence hitting home
Peripheral glances and the chasing of a sound
I never knew I'd miss until it's gone
So ask me how I'm coping, and I'll smile and tell you: "I'm just fine"
While down inside I'm drowning in the fucking rain
Because when everything is empty and your heart is set to cave
Sometimes all you wish for is a place, is a place to place the blame
[...]
Burn your heaven, flood your hell
Drown you in your wishing wells
Burn your heaven, flood your hell
Damn you all 'cause tonight I'm killing gods
[...]
The incendiary shock wave, scorched earth policy
The devastation that only loss will leave
The chants and incantations of daily rituals
A subtle lapse in brutal honesty
So ask me how I'm coping, and I'll smile and tell you: "I'm just fine"
While down inside I'm screaming till I fucking bleed
Because when everyone's expendable and your heart can't take the wait
The last thing that you wish for is the face, is the face to face the pain
[...]
Burn your heaven, flood your hell
Drown you in your wishing wells
Burn your heaven, flood your hell
Damn you all 'cause tonight I'm killing gods
[...]
I spoke a vow today and asked if God would come and play
'Cause I just wanna cut that fucker down
Face me, face me, face me, face me
Face me, face me, none survive
Face me, face me, none survive, go
None survive
The Devil and God have died inside me
Ein super energetischer Song. Also wen der nicht mitnimmt und "aufpumpt" dann weiß ich auch nicht.
Thematisch hat der Sänger der Band mal bestätigt da es in dem Song (wie die Lyrics ja auch verraten) um den Versuch des selbst geht mit einem großen persönlichen Verlust umzugehen und daraufhin entsprechend seinen Glauben zu verlieren (an Gott/Die Menschheit etc.).
Nächster Song:
Brothers, my brothers
Is this all that we are?
Sisters, my sisters
We've been crushed by the fists of God
[...]
Welcome to the free world where nothing's as it seems
Tell me, can you find a cure when you can't see and you can't feel the disease?
Can you seek a higher truth when you're living on your knees
Where freedom grows from blood-soaked soil in the lands of hypocrisy?
'Cause if you can't see the chains, tell me what use is a key
It's cash, blood, and oil in the age of the refugee
They're trying to buy our minds, we ain't selling
Bang, bang, bang, hear they're nailing down the coffins
[...]
Cut the strings, feel your heart start
Cut the cord
Сrack this code of silence
All our lives in the hands of tyrants
[...]
Crushed by the fists of God, crushed
Crushed by the fists of God, crushed
We've been crushed by the fists of God
We've been crushed by the fists of God
[...]
To the left, I see the rats, and to the right, I see the snakes
In my ear, they're whispering sweet sermons of cruel hate
So do you buy the fear or do you buy the lies? Tell me, what will set us free?
Do we kneel before the crooked few or do we bite the fucking hand that feeds?
When death casts no shadow and hope carries no weight
Rise into the light and feel the shackles fade away
They fear what we know, we know how they break
Bang, bang, bang, drop the hammer of conscience
[...]
Cut the strings, feel your heart start
Cut the cord
Сrack this code of silence
All our lives
[...]
Crushed by the fists of God, crushed
Crushed by the fists of God, crushed
We've been crushed by the fists of God
[...]
We're just waiting for the sky to fall
Yeah, I'm just waiting
Feels like all our lives we've been waiting for the sky to fall
Feels like all this time we've been
[...]
Brothers, my brothers
Is this all that we are?
Sisters, my sisters
We've been
[...]
Crushed by the fists of God
Crushed by the fists of God, crushed
Crushed by the fists of God, crushed
Dieser Song ist einfach ein Meisterwerk. Man sieht selten so gut umgesetzte Texte mit so einer tiefgehenden Kritik unserer Welt / Realität welcher in sich stimmig ist ohne zu gekünstelt zu wirken, sich reimt und dann ist auch noch der Song super stark.
Alles in allem ein Top lied.
Und zum thema Zitiere ich hier den Sänger und Songwriter der Band:
"Lyrically this song deals with the concept of power and control that is the basis for modern society. We live in a time when the lives of the many are lived at the will of the few. Filter information and deceit are used as controls while we are told to fear and persecute rather than understand and sympathize. We have let the balance of power slip so far that a godlike will is able to be imposed upon the masses with little to no way of breaking the cycle."
Nächster Song:
Your heart, your home, your voice, it's got a price tag
Sign in blood, bury your rights in a body bag
They're feeding fear through the fault lines
You heard it here first, they got your freedoms on the front line
Primetime, the noose at our throats
Our liberties hands run with blood of the scapegoats
So tell me how can we demonize
When we can't see life through another's eyes
[...]
Pay 'em off and play 'em off
Fear rolls like a reaper through the streets of the lost
Pay 'em off and play 'em off
But in the eyes of the storm
[...]
The truth drops like a bomb
The truth drops like a bomb
The battle is on
[...]
Hands in chains for a fist full of dollars
Who do we blame for the holes in our knowledge?
The past you know has been written by the victor
So I ask you now, who is it writing your future?
The butcher, the liar, the thief or the killer?
Your freedom died quiet in the halls of power
Starved for peace, we'll eat war until it kills us
Six feet deep with a belly full of bullets
[...]
Pay 'em off and play 'em off
Fear rolls like a reaper through the streets of the lost
Pay 'em off and play 'em off
But in the eyes of the storm
[...]
The truth drops like a bomb
The truth drops like a bomb
The battle is on
[...]
The hate runs deep, but our hopes cut deeper
Now we walk through the valley in the shadow of the reaper
Money talks, and it's speaking in tongues
They put a price on our soul like they had already won
Now open wide, I see their jaws locked tight
Silent in the moment like prey in the floodlights
The signal is static, baptised in fire
Now we see how they talk with a mouth full of barbed wire
[...]
Absolute power, absolute power, absolute power
Absolute power corrupts absolutely
Absolute power, absolute power, absolute power
Absolute power corrupts
[...]
The truth drops like a bomb
The truth drops like a bomb
The battle is on
The truth drops like a...
[...]
Absolute power corrupts absolutely
Aknüpfend an den vorherigen Song gehts hier auch um die Illusion von Freiheit und die Korruption von Absoluter Macht egal ob politisch oder monetär.
Revolution wann?
Nächster Song:
What will you tell your children
When they ask you "What went wrong?"
How can you paint a picture of a paradise lost
To eyes that know only a wasteland?
How will you justify
Justify watching the world die?
[...]
The clock is ticking, can't you feel our days are numbered?
Head first into disaster from which there will be no return
With narrow minds we decimate our one true home
Cast into oblivion, judgement is calling
[...]
Behold the pale horse
This is the funeral of the Earth
Behold the pale horse
This is the funeral
[...]
The blind eye can no longer be cast
The clock is ticking, there is no second chance
[...]
The blind eye can no longer be cast
There will be no future, if we can't learn from our mistakes
The clock is ticking, there is no second chance
There will be no future, if we can't learn
[...]
A forced extinction closes out the age of apathy
The final act, sacrifice the world's ecology
The death of beauty, the death of hope
Cast before the throne of avarice, judgement is calling
[...]
Behold the pale horse
This is the funeral of the Earth
Behold the pale horse
This is the funeral
[...]
The blind eye can no longer be cast
There will be no future, if we can't learn from our mistakes
The clock is ticking, there is no second chance
There will be no future, if we can't learn
[...]
I can't watch it burn
I can't watch it burn
I can't watch it burn
I can't watch it burn
I can't watch it burn
I can't watch it burn
I can't watch it burn
[...]
Behold the pale horse
Noch mehr Gesellschaftskritik yeah \o/
Auch wenn es in dem Song eher um die allgemeine Selbstzerstörung des Menschen und die fehlende möglich dies vor den eigenen Kindern rechtfertigen zu können geht, so ist das für mich einer der Ultimativen Klimawandel - Kritik Songs.
Es passt wie die Faust aufs Auge, eben nur mit dem Klimawandel.
Die ganze erste Strophe:
What will you tell your children
When they ask you "What went wrong?"
How can you paint a picture of a paradise lost
To eyes that know only a wasteland?
How will you justify
Justify watching the world die?
Um hier nochmal die Band zu zitieren:
"If you haven't figured out the meaning of the lyrics and the reason behind them, then you need to wake the fuck up. "
Übergehend zu den Live Erfahrungen...
Ich war vor knapp 2 Wochen extra in Leipzig um diese Band live sehen zu können und auch wenn es ein Hammer Konzert war und einen super ausgepowert hat so hat sich doch für mich wieder was bestätigt:
Ich mag Parkway Drive, aber ich mag die Metalcore - Metaler Crowd nicht.
Die sind einfach zu rücksichtslos auf den Konzerten. Im Pit um sich Prügeln ist einfach scheiße.
Dafür haben Parkway Drive selber absolut geliefert. Ich würde sagen das ihr Konzert easy an den Erschöpfungszustand von Amon Amarth rankommt.
Sie haben mit Wishing Wells eröffnet und alles um einen rum ist eskaliert. Ich hatte einfach ungewollt 360° um mich rum Körperkontakt und wurde so eng an andere Leute gequetscht das ich meine Arme nciht mehr bewegen konnte.
Ich habe mich wahrscheinlich, ohne Einfluss darauf zu haben wohin und wie man sich bewegt, easy 20-30m unfreiwillig durch die Halle bewegt.
Es war aber eine Hammer Show, mit Feuer und viel trara. Selbst ohne die große Zerquetschung hat man sich absolut ausgepowered durchs mitschreien , springen etc.
Zudem haben sie fast ein 1,5h set gespielt Ü
Hier mal ne aufnahme in Krebs soundquali von jemanden der Live gefilmt hat:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LV-uR6Ji3tM
Man bedenke das nach wie gesagt fast 1,5h das einer der letzten 3 Songs war die gespielt wurden, und dennoch legt sich der Frontsänger so ins Zeug, ist selber so aufgepumpt (man beachte die hektischen bewegungen).
Ein krasses Konzerterlebniss.
Songvorschläge zum Anklicken:
Vice Grip - Chancen ergreifen die sich bieten.
Dedicated - Einer meiner Lieblingssongs von Parkway Drive. Schön heftig. Perfekt zum Autofahren. Ich hatte erst überlegt ihn in den Texten zu erwähnen, ich finde aber die gesellschaftskritischen sind wichtiger drüber zu schreiben von daher ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Shadow Boxing - Mehr Persönliche Probleme
Dead Mans Chest - Old School Parkway Drive
Pandora - Mehr Old School Parkway Drive
Bottom Feeder - Hammer Song, definitiv reinhören!
Now snap your neck to this
TL:DR zu Parkway Drive:
Sehr gesellschaftskritischer, etwas anderer Metalcore.
Passende Empfehlungen mit P:
Peaches & Iggy Pop - Kick it - Eine absolut abgefahrene und sexuell sehr moderne und befreite Elektroband aus Kanada
Phil Collins - Another Day In Paradise - Ein Klassiker. Ein bisschen mehr Mitmenschlichkeit und Empathie würde der Welt guttun :(
POL1Z1STENS0HN - Recht Kommt - Böhmi!
Du Einzelfall meinst Rechtsstaat ist deins?
Du Bastard bist Rechtsstaatfeind Nummer 1
Nun zu euch:
Welche Musik hört ihr grade? Welche Band / Künstler habt ihr in der letzen Woche so entdeckt?
Was haltet ihr von den dieswöchigen Bands so?
Was ist der lustigste Song den ihr kennt? Egal ob wegen dem Video, Text oder Klang Ü
Danke fürs Lesen, ich hoffe ihr habt ne tolle Woche Ü
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