After the Schrillen Fehlaperlen had sold out a good 100 performances in a row with their program "Liebe; Frust und Leberwurst", it was probably time for the third full-length program. And finally the time has come: the lyrics are polished and the voices are oiled, ready to go.

In their new program "Friede, Freude, Pustekuchen", the four shrill pearls from the Fehlatal sing about everything that life has to offer. Too many cocktails over coffee, youth mania and its consequences, philanderers and love killers, getting and disposing of men, as well as the adventures of their trip to Africa - everything is once again presented humorously and relentlessly in matching costumes.

Ferdi (the guitar-playing quota man) once again has the task of enriching the program with his "songs from a man's point of view". So this is also a program for all genders. A humorous, musical cocktail of many new songs, spiced up with a few old favorites... For example, their little Internet hit "Aber mir roichts" (But I don't care) is of course not to be missed.

You can be curious... and so can the woman...