'Ladies and Gentlemen!
Presenting: the queens of sultry sound, sisters of mercy, saints of scarred souls, society’s hangover and Calamity Jane’s bachelorette party. The eminent, prominent and decadent ladies of our time: Katzenjammer!Drink, dear rebels and drink again. Katzenjammers’s musical underground cultus is conjured up through instruments like the accordion, mandolin, guitar, piano, balaika bass, xylophone, trumpet, kazoo, melodica, drums and banjo just to name a few- all played with fire in the belly, fever in the fingers, heart and throat. And then there are voices. The voices, my dear friends, are the brush strokes on the night sky where you dance your wildest dance in your fanciest clothes. Katzenjammer drives clichés so hard into your guts that they shrivel, twist, and lay a foundation for new generations with a taste for the old. Our blissful mistresses are self-taught on most of the for mentioned instruments. The animal tamed by its trainer will eventually know every nook and cranny of its cage, and eventually become calm. Katzenjammer recently arrived at their cage and are rattling about in a fruitful, creative ruckus. The animal tamer takes two steps back.'
What more can say?
Oh yes, I would strongly recommend you to go.
Why are you still here?!
Oh, you'd like to listen to them first? Oh now, you want to see them as well? You bloody fool.