13SUNS open a portal to a fever dream the size of an entire galaxy. Bittersweet and morbid, innocent, kitschy and perfidious. A nonchalant killing spree between carefree sadness and dogged joy, precise strumming and careless perfection. A mixture of the impetuous impartiality of 90s indie rock, more pompous 50s economic miracle romance, 80s gothic melancholy and 70s splatter horror Humor. Lost in no man’s land between stiff hips and shaking ass, colorless and flamboyant, introverted and extravagant. Accessible, but also outrageous, close to the people and yet eccentric – a new, most embarrassing favorite band.

Recorded in the band’s own Tortenklang Studio, later refined by Kurt Ebelhäuser at Tonstudio 45 and given the final polish by Andi “Doc Young” Jung, the album bears the signature of people who know how to transform raw impulses into lasting impressions. Särge, Erde, Damen & Herren is not a straightforward trip, but a nonchalant foray through overexposed memories and a pleasantly skewed present. Bittersweet, rebellious, accessible enough to tap your foot to and idiosyncratic enough to still elude you even on the third listen.