GERMAN.
SOUND ON.
German first: direct lines, night drives, Berlin veins.
German.
German first. Written straight, close to the night, to motion and resistance. Industrial meets neoperreo: the core of the archive. The lyrics are in German.
Technozentaus
Half animal. Half machine. All dancefloor.
Spreng die Box
No container lasts long once the bass gets serious.
Wochenende (Sag Mal!)
The first drop, before the city has even realised it is Friday.
Stählerne Achse I BerlinXAdam
Berlin and Adam run along the same steel line.
Stählerne Achse II AdamXBerlin
The second axis runs darker, wider and with no retreat.
Wochenendmaschine
Machine on. Reason off. Two more days until Monday.
Stroboprinzessin
Glitter, hardness and a room full of false certainties.
Bass zu Laut
The right volume is where the walls start arguing back.
Zwei Könige
Two figures, one corridor, zero room for small gestures.
Schillerkietz
Night air, street corners and the crackle between rows of houses.
Was soll ich sagen?
When no pose holds up any more, all that is left is the direct question.
Diplomat
Cool negotiation, but everything crackles under the surface.
Kein Platz
Too tight for excuses, too loud for polite distance.
Rück ab
Clear stance, instant movement, not a centimetre too much.