For a whole three days, the record store Kiox experiences a renaissance. There will only be one product, because in contrast to Jan Brummer's former record store, his son Felix, alias KUMMER, is exclusively and exclusively selling his solo debut in the store, of course advertised with live performances.
For the offspring of the musician of the legendary AG, who socialized between records and CDs and was supervised together with his brother Till by the employed specialist salesman, a certain Trettmann. It came logically as it had to come:
The band was founded and suddenly, after Katarina Witt and his father's band, Kraftklub became the next shooting stars from one of the grayest mice among German cities.
A city in which being an adolescent with no mainstream affinity was as hard as his impressive pre-single "9010" reported, and about which many residents of the East German provinces could sing their own song - and not only since the fall of the wall.
Nevertheless, these places mean home, and if life there sometimes feels like on the dystopian "Schiff" steaming across the record, whose smoking forge blows the subdued basic tenor into many corners of "Kiox":
It binds people to their environment like the protagonist symbiotically to Chemnitz.
At the age of 30, it is generally not wrong to draw an initial conclusion about your own career. "The rest of my life" will not necessarily end in the content of this song, in which Max Raabe is involved, in the present and in comparable cases, despite - and above all because of - the social circumstances and grievances.
The critical self-reflection with which Felix Brummer usually works through autobiographical things in three short three minutes helps, in contrast to the addressees of "How Much Is Your Outfit Worth", never getting lost in the superficial and thereby using the Kraftklub slang Chant format transformed.
Producer BLVTH and, in addition to the already mentioned Max Raabe, the German rap genre greats LGoony and KeKe helped, even if the tracks didn't seem suitable for the meanwhile huge productions of his house band:
Felix Brummer, together with Casper, Marteria and many other artists from the Kraftklub generation, remains a mouthpiece and counterpoint to touchy-feely, contemporary, local music industry products.
On "Kiox" there is everything except "softened shit" as "Not Die Musik" describes the content of the record.
As honestly and authentically as the story is told here, it's pretty much "okay" in Karl-Marx-Stadt too.
