In the artist's words:

A "Principess" does not simply smile away the praise of the music critic who basks in his praise. She bites the head off the rose and one, two, uno, due, tre, quattro. Then she plays - no, not the Mansplainer to the wall, pure waste of energy - but a whole hit parade of bouncy disco pop and motoric Italo kraut. Drums, Rickenbacker bass, organ and three voices with dialect and accent for interculturality and against sexism (Fusion 2025). Whether without make-up or shaving, in Italian or German, they sing about feminism, the gender pay gap, PMS and hormones. No new topics? Unfortunately not. But still far too topical. But they lift the mood with irony, fringed boots, ritmo e velocità: "...a party in pink, full of snappy Italo rock, The Doors organ, "Stranger Things" eighties quirkiness" (SZ 9.8.2025).

Drop everything - and become Principess!