A wild, sweaty and uncompromising night.

It’s nice that there are recordings of it. It’s a very impressive memory. On a Tuesday evening in the East German mountains. Some of the people who were there had traveled a long way. It was a “one man” band evening with KoneKrawallKlub, Reverend Elvis solo and the incredible Joe Buck (Yourself). Another kind of magic that only happens very rarely.

That looks like my event. But why are the French so happy? It bothers me. Maybe I’ll see you in Paris on April 5. I’ll write it down in my calendar.