“Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday are my office days, unfortunately I can’t” sing a sentence like this? Or the: “If I can stop briefly to think about how far I went until then.” If you hear the new album from the highest railway, you should remember a time when there was only one Udo Lindenberg who made you believe that German is possible as a pop language.
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A lot of time has passed since then, and many have worked on it, but the self -evident that Francesco Wilking and Moritz Krämer sing lines that finish the feat, at the same time being irrelevant and bulky, when we see again when we see again, we scream, but then it does not sound irrelevant or irrelevant, while they also shit on the compulsory rhyme, which is very special. That – let’s be honest – is sometimes smashed as by Lindenberg, this is more than a quote, but rather stylistic devices and helpful to celebrate “this life” and “all depths, all heights” without being pathetic, or diagnosing the state of the world in “guitar doctors” and hoping for improvement without being cynical.
In addition, the former Berlin Allstar project, which has long since become a fixed volume, lets the music, as if it would only come by by accident, and then you would be wasted together an autumn afternoon without getting it right, while someone “the fairy tale of how happy your childhood was”, says the whole thing that lies in this sentence, is caught by the nonchalance of the lecture. The highest railway dissolves everyday life of adults, its absurdity and ambivalence, its whole tragedy with an incorruptible and empathetic look, and in the very best sense, good people also whispers in all their relaxed peace.
This review first appeared in the MusikExpress 10/2025.