PALILA & KOMMANDO KANT presents by DevilDuck Records

All the time you want to sing along. Not like a rock band that acts as an entertainer, only for festival meadows instead of the hotel pool. Also not like punk, where every line you sing along with can carry the childish disappointment of actually having to move out with mother. No, Palila play music for people with life on the clock and painful memories in the luggage. With real reasons for wistfulness and melancholy, which they pack into a sound that makes you wonder with moist eyes: where were you, old friend?

Where were you, classic indie rock that can be so fragile and compact at the same time? So very sincerely stumbling through life and at the same time thought out tone by tone? Where did such a voice last sound? Unabashedly pointed à la Aydo Abay, Brian Molko or Billy Corgan and yet of a completely unique color? Where were you last, such well-chosen words about mental wounds, about farewells and hopes, inner abysses and outer horizons, of which one simply no longer knows whether one can reach them at all in this life.

Mind My Mind . The title can be read like a quiet cry for help. Partly spoken aside, as if one already knows that many cannot follow it. Mind my mind. My inner world. For it is different from yours. There the black dog roams, hungry for bad thoughts ( Ramshackle Sweatheart ), and no sun of the day can drive him away. There you are groping on the spot, turning in circles, feeling only a burden for the others ( Circles ). And if one day you are back on track, the nagging doubt comes immediately that it can only be temporary. As if you were
you are just visiting the mind of a happy person.

Mind My Mind . The title doesn't have a comma in it, but once the twelve songs have run and you start them again from the beginning, incredulous that three men from Hamburg can understand you so well, you read a comma as an alternative and the title becomes a sigh. Mind, My Mind, My Mind, oh my mind. You carry so much more than you can bear is one of the first lines of this record, which starts only with the voice of Matthias Schwettmann. A few words into the dark room, which immediately brightens up, because all these songs are driven by something upbeat, something uplifting, a joy of playing and noisy harmony that says "Thank you!" for about 45 minutes.

Thanks to the stylistic forefathers like Built to Spill, Dinosaur Jr. or Buffalo Tom and the emotional soulmates like Nada Surf, Death Cab for Cutie or Bettie Serveert, who immediately understood the meaning of the artwork, bright on the inside and gloomy on the outside, while the world is inverted in the inner sleeve, gloomy on the inside and bright on the outside. On this sophomore album, instead of verflixt wahrlich blessed, Matthias Schwettmann, who writes all the songs and shares lyrics with bassist Christoph Kirchner, and Sascha Krüger, as a soulfully massive accent player on drums, celebrate the joyful despair that the lifelong journey toward better times is worth it even when they remain distant. Accompanying the journey are musical friends from the rugged north: Plaiins and Entropy, Men And The Man, Kommando Kant, Fraupaul, Jurij Mondaine, Botschaft and Mon Cherie. Ron Henseler (ex-Belgrade) and Ritchy Fondermann once again helped bring this trio, which had grown into a unit, to sonic perfection in 40 days instead of the planned 20.

All this time you were singing along. Are now hoarse in voice, but full in heart. You know how rare this is today. You search for words and hope to have found the right ones. The ones that make others really listen. Mind this record, people! Mind this record.

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Kommando Kant stands for big city stories from a small town perspective. They deal with the interpersonal that falls by the wayside in our digital age, with the alienation from one's own origins, and sometimes simply with falling asleep on the last train home. Sonically, they are underpinned with the unpolished anything-is-allowed mentality of indie and punk rock, peppered with subtle pop moments of German-language guitar music. The whole thing is shaken through with a dash of North Frisian gruffness, where the roots of the Hamburg band can be found.

Since forming in the fall of 2012, Kommando Kant have recorded and released two albums: "Ziehen Sie ne Nummer" in 2016 via Motor Entertainment and "Aussterben ist ein schönes Hobby" in 2020 via DevilDuck Records, where they have since become the first German-singing band to be signed. Both albums were created in collaboration with producer Hauke Albrecht, who has already supervised scene greats such as Captain Planet, Findus, Turbostaat or Tocotronic in the studio and on tour at the controls.

Sound-aesthetically more pointed, grown in songwriting and with a new indie label behind them, Kommando Kant will release their third album "Eklat" on April 14, 2023, again on DevilDuck Records.

Kommando Kant are: Björn Albertsen, André Kurberg, Moritz Schwerthelm and Lilian Stenzel.

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Admission: 20:00