Hank Schmidt in der Beek is an old friend from Munich. He is one of the funniest and brilliant young artists I know. I love his stuff. He makes you laugh, and if you’re ever lucky enough to spend a night out with him, you’ll be strutting through the streets singing songs at the top of your voice you never thought you knew.
I came across this music on our last tour of South America. After finding out about Ajuvaska, potatoes, and getting a bottle of coca leaf filled pisco-schnapps from a local witch, we spent a whole day in Lima in a record shop that was stuffed with this stuff.
Stewart Lee invited us to be his backing band last year in Edinburgh. Just for one song, but it was great and I’ve been to quite a few of his shows since. I’m in awe of how he twists the view point of the listener. His comedy goes with the scientific trend of parallel universes. […]
I had to buy a new car the other day because we just had a kid and only had a two seater. I can’t believe how much time I spent in front of my computer looking at bloody metal monsters. I don’t even like them that much. I don’t care. But obviously I do, it now seems.