In the organizer's words:

Sascha Thamm's world is a world between meticulous observation of apparent trivialities and complete disinterest in the social "must haves". Star Wars? Never seen one. Fitness bracelet with pedometer? For what? You can tell the difference between exercising and barely being able to open the third bag of onion rings on the couch because your fingers are so greasy.
No, Thamm's world is real. It oscillates somewhere between bourgeoisie and punk rock, between mowing the lawn before midday and an unruly wildflower meadow. The multi-award-winning reader-comedian's collected wrecking balls caress the foundations of the mother tongue like tender buds, laying them in ruins seconds later and immediately creating new, equally flowery images on the wasteland.
A firework of punchlines that falls on fertile ground. Eloquent, charming and right on the 12.

Whether in front of an audience of 25 in a reading café or on the big stage in front of over 1,000 people. Sascha Thamm inspires!

The press writes of a "brute density of punchlines" and "gasps from the audience", who can't stop laughing. If you want to experience a funny evening, you are in good hands with Sascha Thamm. And don't forget the handkerchiefs for your tears of laughter!

Admission from 18:30; free choice of seats