Attwenger: what

I don't know what it is, but it is something. For 36 years, a ghost has been haunting the music scene - the ghost of slang punk. It goes by the name Attwenger, cannot be captured, and regularly appears in its current form in public. What is Attwenger bringing this time? With WOS, the tenth studio album. After MOST, PFLUG, LUFT, SONG, SUN, DOG, FLUX, SPOT, DRUM. What is it? It is something. What is going on now? The electrified accordion draws air from its surroundings, compresses it, and blows it back through metallic tongues that vibrate and produce sounds. The beats from the drums and sequencer provide a stable yet restless pulse from different sound sources, creating the rhythm. Everything is interwoven with fraying words, invented, experienced, and selected texts that play with language, which forms the nutrient for the voice of the subconscious and conscious. Whirled up by the music, the stories groove along. Whatever it is, it is always something. Many no longer know how and what. The high-pitched mood creates tensions. They are already clashing with each other. Only: I don’t want to ride the horses that have been saddled. Between the lines, there are possibilities that can be used for interesting detours. But too much is believed, too much is needed. We could easily get by with less. The distribution of wealth, the distribution of interests, the distribution of music, what will come of it? It will not stay that way, nor can it stay that way anyway. When will society relax? How will it achieve equality? The strong winds drive us forward, even though we wanted to make a move ourselves. What triggers it, from within or from outside? You are King, I am Kong, who is right, who is wrong. And even if everyone is hanging on their phones and some find a hair in the soup: we continue with energetic positions on shaky ground. We don’t have to do what they say we must. It is something. It has something. It will be something. Markus Binder Attwenger hide behind their own tradition-alienation a pop cultural universe that ranges from rock 'n' roll and polka to trip-hop and techno. From two-minute song miniatures to twenty-minute hypnotic loops, everything is included. You have to see them live to understand the full range of their musical magic and feel their special groove. A life without Attwenger is possible, but not desirable. Because the stars in this country ran out of ideas, they traveled to Africa and Latin America to make music with the locals. In the case of Attwenger, it is different. Here, the wild ones make music themselves. Instead of world music, there is a unique musical world. Attwenger combines elements of traditional music with punk rock, trap, hip-hop, techno, dub, and rockabilly. Their minimalist concept has long ceased to have much to do with folklore; rather, the orientation of their music is internationalist, with lyrics that are groovy, crazy, and critical of mentality, or as the Süddeutsche Zeitung put it: high-quality madness in dialect. In the same newspaper, Attwenger were described as virtuoso rascals who make brilliant music that gets your butt shaking. Hans-Peter Falkner (electric button accordion, vocals) and Markus Binder (drums, electro beats, jaw harp, vocals) founded their duo in the early nineties and have never aimed to conquer the mainstream, but rather to continuously develop their special mix of the most diverse ingredients. Without Attwenger, it would be tighter, but they will stay even longer.