innnen:welt.festival 2024

The inside: welt. is back! For the first time since 2020 on the beloved January date - with a good handful of musical discoveries from Europe, all of Germany and Bavaria. On two stages at Kafe Kult, with light, exhibition, DIY and hands-on activities.

The plan remains unchanged: To flush all the Christmas noise out of our ears and brains in January and replace it with powerful, quiet, complex, heartfelt music.

Tickets can be purchased here.

Dates and stuff: inside: welt. Festival | 13.01.24 | admission 17.00 | Kafe Kult, Oberföhringer Str. 156 | bus 188 Bürgerpark Oberföhring, streetcar 16 Prinz-Eugen-Park | admission: 26 euros normal price, 30 euros solidarity ticket | beer: 3.50 (Augustiner, Tegernseer, ...)

What exactly will you hear? You can read and listen here:

Dukla (Prague / Cesky Dream-Indie)

Schramm (Wuppertal / LoFi, Indiepop)

Dhresen (Trier / Jazzy Post-Rock)

Ryvers (Vienna / Looped Shoegaze)

Colonnello (Augsburg / indie rock)

Phia Blu (Munich / Songs)

Kunststoffwerkstatt (Munich / Electronic)

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Dukla (Prague / Cesky Dream-Indie)
We present to you, one (first) night in Munich only... the Czech Republic's answer to The Radio Dept.: You can read that Dukla were once considered "the saddest band from Vinohrady". Of course, this only refers to the sound - and in an emotionally provocative city like Prague, that's saying something. But perhaps "melancholy" would be a better description. Rippling synth carpets carry rapturous guitars and computer shuffles. It's almost a shame that hardly anyone here understands the Czech lyrics without a translation tool. Because they are (stinging) lyrics of city, time and world-weariness - between wanderlust and wonder at the perfumed spaces of the malls. "On the curb / I sit and smoke / The asphalt melts / Desert air / The highway / Towards the center / It stands and bleeds / Until the evening." But it sounds better in Czech. Even without understanding.

Schramm (Wuppertal / LoFi, Indiepop)

We've heard it before, the inside: the world lacks danceability. Well... We DO like party. Party with a meaning. Just like with Schramm. He uses blatantly simple means to make something that can sound like the Strokes on a beat machine. That's fun. But the real reason to smile while listening is the words and attitude above the hooks and tunes. Everyone doubts, everyone sometimes feels ridiculous... Why not sing about it, as a fallible person on stage - and admit in a chorus of the insecure: "It's truely awkward to talk about sex / It's truely awkward to talk about ... sweaty hands". On Instagram, Schramm also writes openly about stage fright and the fragile self-confidence of an artist. And it all feels like a great approach to music and life in the 20s. Danceable... it also is.

Dhresen (Trier / Jazzy Post-Rock)
(Almost) nothing brings tears of joy to our eyes at innen.aussen.raum as much as the discovery of a (still!) too rarely heard fantastic piece of music. It's clear where Dhresen were hiding: in Trier. How they managed it: not so much. Some tracks begin with rustling and hissing. Then it gets dark and soon becomes unpredictable in the best possible way: Dhresen have a nimble piano and fresh, sparkling electronics as a foundation - what at first seems to be a bit of meditation can also break out into a cathartic frenzy with wildly swirling drums. When the break comes, it had to be right there; a commandment of truth. You could call it a mixture of post-rock, jazz and nu classic. But that would somehow be very profane. How about "overwhelming, virtuoso, real music" instead?

Ryvers (Vienna / Looped Shoegaze)
Yes, the tears in my eyes... At the end of October, while scouring the vastness of the internet, I read: Cry me a ryver. From a single Viennese guitar flows a rich, rough whirlpool of sound with considerable depths and a heavenly rush of rapids - trippy like probably a night in "Madchester's" legendary shoegaze clubs of the early 90s. But even listeners without a soft spot for Stone Roses or Ride can let themselves drift along: Ryver's new EP is called "MAEANDER". That fits well. It will be a musical raft ride with lots of colorful vistas and a few amazing twists and turns. And the 38 views on YouTube so far? Go, please! High time for more.

Colonnello (Augsburg / Indie rock)
Sweet, melodic noise - that's Colonnello's métier. The guitars are distorted, the bass clear but powerful, the drums dry and driving and articulate, yearning vocals on top. This is how indie used to work. And this is certainly how the band will clear the cult stage and inside: welt.ler.innen heads. Associations are allowed: they lead into cozy, warm and somewhat autumnal territory. The fine moments of Crash Tokio, Miles, Readymade or the young Slut perhaps. Of course, there is more to Colonello. Breaks, loops and reprises are all part of it. Who or what you think of is of course up to you. But we think so: This noise is good for you.

Phia Blu (Munich / Songs)
In a city like Munich, where mainly smoothly polished pop thrives, Phia Blu is an astonishing phenomenon: far below most radars, she dares to focus on quiet - often acoustic - sounds. And the result is not generic songwriter droning. Instead, it is carefully crafted music with lyrics that have been even more carefully mined in presumably great depths. A message instead of buzzwords. Phia Blu's vocals are clearly inspired by Billie Eilish or Aurora. And finally, there were even some amazing experiments with loops and synth sounds. How does that fit together? Very well! You'll find out at innen: welt.

Kunststoffwerkstatt (Munich / Electronic)
Anyone who thinks that there is no room for positive madness in Munich might need to listen to Kunststoffwerkstatt. Around the Kunstakademie, almost in Schwabing, thrives - or proliferates! - a colorful musical bouquet with flowers of mischievously creaking and smacking beats and knocks, vocal blasts from Dada or subtlety - who knows - and cheerful to determined electro things hissing through sound tunnels. There's also a bit of the serious Berlin club bouquet. Our live party of eight hands and four heads for the inside: welt. 2024. Stay till the end!