The best band in the world (remember: Bela, Rod and the … uh … Dingenskirchen) brings summer to Europe! To all of Europe? No, but almost, namely to Germany, Austria and Switzerland. (How much Europe actually fits into Switzerland? Tons of it!) Finally jumping, dancing, wallofdeathen, backstage, senseless la-Olieren and exposing your ears to a limitless stress test! Finally party again, be happy, flirt and let yourself be five degrees! Finally sweat again, clap, cheer and sing along to texts that critically question the present!

Finally listening to questionable announcements again, vehemently demanding forgotten favorite songs, enjoying breathtaking light effects or actively helping to shape it and stoically enduring pounding downpours! And use toilets that are only available in this state at concerts! YESAAAAA !!

Finally a bit numb, a bit smelly, a bit dusty and exhausted, but all around happy enjoying life with like-minded people aka the best band in the world! (Alternatively: finally stand back at the bar and sing the early warning better blues.)

Finally T-shirts with snail and sound carrier with the music or items of clothing with the portraits of Big F., Big R. and Big … Nawiehießerdennon still buy it! All of this is just a stressful advance booking away.

We look forward to seeing you – or as our guard Harry would say: JOY, COLLEAGUE, ELSE JIBT’S KABA PRIVATE! Bela, Farin and … uh … reigns, but that gets more and more difficult with age ?!