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  • … swan songs for mOi!n It’s Hamburg!

    … swan songs for mOi!n It’s Hamburg!

    At the end it all fell apart, somewhat. It started with an early announcement, early bird tickets and the outlook to see something know, a surprise and i guess a mainstay.

    All nicely spread over Friday and Saturday, with plenty of side enjoyment.

    But it was followed with a long silence with respect to who would be playing and a plea for help, as also the Monkeys suffered from post- Covid support re-claim by the City of Hamburg, the definitely changed night life pattern as such and the cost rises all around.

    To allow the Monkeys to get rid of open bills, loans and get some needed renovation done (it is now around for 11 years, btw) please consider dropping some funds.

    Throw it all into a can, give it a good stir and you end up with tickets for the two days being refunded and a Friday only replacement show being setup with 4 bands (more from near then from far, but still with the outlook of surprises).

    I was happy to part with 20€ at the door but looking around it was not too many others. Some local regulars where at a birthday bash and i would guess some out-of-towners simply dropped the trip in total.

    The Law from Hamburg kicked off and you can guess exactly once what kind of style that would be:

    The Law merch … sole item!

    They are currently traded as Hamburgs hottest invention, playing low key sets left, right and center and feature well known faces: A Trashing Pumpgun on Drums, a Yard Bomb on Bass and a Razor on Guitar. A very surprise mix and the musical outcome is even more a surprise!

    The Law (Monkeys, Hamburg, 02.10.2026)
    (c) gehkacken.de 2026

    All of them come from a very different mu-sick-al backdrop but unite here to perfect raw, sturdy, up-tempo where needed and to-the-bone street rock. Throw in some 70s, throw in some harder core.

    Here is one beauty (of all the originals they have perfected by now):

    They already have a signature song (“The Law”), a real hit (“Hooligan Girl”, performed with Anja (Östro 430) taking over the female vocals) and boy, they got the lot dancing!

    I now understand why there was such buzz on them! They also announced that they jump into an empty slot on Saturday in Elmshorn together with Küken and another band but that one i had to let go.

    The Law – Setlist (Monkeys, Hamburg, 02.10.2026 (c) gehkacken.de)

    I am pretty sure i’ll see them soon again and i am looking forward to it. In December they will also grace a bigger stage, the will support the Harbour Rebels on their record release show at the Knust (together with the fantastic CRIM from Tarragona).

    Next Urban Elite from København, who surprisingly have never played Hamburg, let alone Germany, before. I do savor their first LP (came out in 2024) as it carries a real hit.

    And checking the setlist i was happy to see it towards the end of the set.

    They took the baton from The Law almost literately: hard, stripped down and rarely speeding. As much as The Law two people singing, giving slightly different voices and intonation (which always is a bonus).

    Urban Elite (Monkeys, Hamburg, 02.10.2026)
    (c) gehkacken.de 2026

    To much surprise for the danske mænd the dancing in front of the stage continued to be non-stop, something they had not had before.

    They did not really got a chance for a proper soundcheck, as they ran into a proper German Stau on the motorway from CPH to HAM.

    And yes, towards the end they also played my loveliest song, here is Cold Death:

    … and it came for free with a too hard hitting drummer who did send his sticks flying. Nevermind, still a beauty of a song and a great sing-a-long:

    A cold void, freezing hell
    Immediate death, exploding shell
    Shots ring out, cracks like ice
    Bullets scream, death device

    In the arctic cold, insanity’s near
    In the arctic cold, filled with fear
    In the arctic cold, death smell
    In the arctic cold, war is hell

    Death in canisters, grenades hurled
    Blood runs free, fills the world
    Ripped to shreds, icy nightmares
    Dying alone, no one cares

    Bang!

    Their 2nd LP is in the making, here is a first snippet:

    Just perfect and great to finally catch them. Looking forward to more and hopefully a return to Hamburg soonest.

    As mate noted to me at this point in the proceedings “I think i have seen the headliner (notch to The Law) and the main support (notch to Urban Elite) now, what comes next looks less exiting“. Others had already jumped the bandwagon, leaving to see The Prize (great Australian Power-Pop) down at the Komet.

    And that made me realize that the Monkeys was rather empty than packed, though those attending largely had the party mode enabled.

    I still looked forward to at least One Voice, a Dutch/German band that ventures more into a chorus and sing-a-long driven street rock. On record more-or-less not my thingy but live always enjoyable to listen to.

    One Voice (Monkeys, Hamburg, 02.10.2026)
    (c) gehkacken.de 2026

    Their main asset is the Guitar, as it is somewhat genre bending in sound. Whilst Drums and Bass lay an uptempo rhythm (and the Bass player sings and smiles to it) it is the guitar sound that brings the icing on top.

    I enjoyed it, not only because it had melody and sing-a-long chorus but also because it did set a contrast for the first two bands. And these types on contrast make an evening with more than one band always enjoyable. They finished to loads of cheers and applause and the sweaty lot resorted to the bar, for just another one.

    Johnny Wolga had the tough job to finish the evening off, some already had left, some where exhausted and i got to admit that i just can not find myself in their music.

    Nevertheless i had to give them a chance to persuade me, as only ever live counts.

    Johnny Wolga (Monkeys, Hamburg, 02.10.2026)
    (c) gehkacken.de 2026

    Unfortunately, they did not. And as i found a near perfect public transport connection home i aborted it, it was anyway only one mate left (who also left early). Sorry, but if the sound of a band just does not work for me, it does not.

    So it ended somewhat sad for me and it does end sad for mOi!n it’s Hamburg after all these years. Sam already announced that he is not gonna continue the series and i guess he has other fish to fry anyway.

    For me still a worthwhile evening out, as i saw a surprise (The Law) and something i was eager to catch (Urban Elite). And anyway it was a more then pleasant and friendly evening, with the audience – albeit small – was in a good mood.

    And that counts!

  • Bücher, schnell gelesen: 1.863

    Bücher, schnell gelesen: 1.863

    Leye Adenle – Zügel der Macht (InterKontinental, 2025)

    Gelesen: 22. – 29.09.2026 (netto 349 Seiten)

    Aus dem Englischen von Yasemin Dinçer.

    Perfekt, endlich mal wieder was aus Afrika. Zumindest eine kleine Krimi-Serie (3 Bände, dieser ist der erste), die in Lagos, Nigeria, spielt.

    Am Anfang ist es die Geschichte von Guy Collins, einem britischen Journalisten, der nach Lagos entsandt wird um über die bevorstehenden Wahlen zu berichten. Seine Ex-Freundin und Kollegen, die die Stadt bereits besucht hatten, hatten ihm ein lebhaftes Lagos versprochen, in dem er die Zeit seines Lebens verbringen würde.

    In Echt sieht das ganze ganz schön viel mieser aus: Nach seinem ersten Barbesuch, garniert mit einer verstümmelte Leiche, folgt eine Begegnung mit der ehr korrupten nigerianischen Polizei sowie ein Abenteuer mit Amaka, die eine NGO organisiert, die sich um die Sicherheit von Prostituierten kümmert.

    Und damit gleitet die Story mehr und mehr auf Amaka über, die quasi auf einem permanentem Rachefeldzug ist. Und Lagos als ein Ort, der von Verbrechen und illegalen Machenschaften der dortigen Führungselite geprägt ist. Politik, Geschäftsleute, Polizei – you name it.

    Die Leiche, wegen der Guy in Haft (und dann auch wieder nicht in Haft) gelandet ist, sorgt in den Kreisen der Elite von Lagos für große Unruhe. Auf Polizeiinspektor Ibrahim (der Guy “verhaftet” hat) wird Druck ausgeübt, den Fall zu lösen und die Wohlhabenden vor dem drohenden Chaos zu schützen.

    Offensichtlich steht vieles steht auf dem Spiel, doch niemand weiß so recht, was hinter den Kulissen vor sich geht. Irgendwie scheint ein “Malik” die Fäden zu ziehen, vor dem hat auch Amaka Angst. Werden Frauen wegen Hexerei oder für den illegalen Organhandel ermordet?

    Ziemlich spannender Einstieg, mit viel realer Brutalität und Gewalt wird ein sehr reales Bild von Lagos und den Herrschenden aufgezogen. Die Spannung hält auch hoch, das Leye Adenle Kapitel für Kapitel jeweils einen Einstieg und eine Ende setzt, egal wie kurz das Kapitel ist.

    Irgendwie schräg ist aber, das die Story konsequent in der Ich-Perspektive von Guy läuft. Im Grunde ist es ein „Amaka-Thriller“ und da hätte ich erwartet, dass – falls die Ich-Perspektive überhaupt zum Einsatz kommt – Leye sie für Amaka verwenden würde.

    Da ich aber schon tief im 2ten Band bin, kann ich verstehen warum das erste Buch in dieser Perspektive zuende gebracht wurde.

    Cool, spannend, real. Das Kopfkino zündet. Jetzt kommt Band 2 und dann Band 3.

    Soundtrack dazu: Accidente – Las victorias más bellas, was sonst?

    PS: Das Buch ist im Original nach diesem Song benannt…

    PPS: Und Leye über Prostitution in Lagos

  • … and life goes on, you know, you know it ain’t easy, you know you never go wrong with Gerd!

    … and life goes on, you know, you know it ain’t easy, you know you never go wrong with Gerd!

    It’s been almost a month without live mu-sick and the urge definitely started to create itching. Thanks to the fine folks of Punk Rock Hamburg though i knew that i could not go wrong with my next experience: Gerd.

    They have graced the old clubhouse (which was my home as a football player for many many years) and now will also have the new clubhouse under their belt.

    It sure does have less rustic charm and it ain’t a go-to place per se. And it struggled to the point that my club had to shut it down. Thanks to a volunteer collective it has now been revived and gets a bit more life, including showcases.

    And frank, who else than the stadium superstars of Gerd, with songs bringing that missing rustic charm, would be a fit to help reviving a professionals football clubs clubhouse, located in a stadium?

    A whopping 33 songs awaited the lot, which by the normal set of Gerd was like a “best off”.

    Gerd – Setlist (FCSP Clubheim, Hamburg, 26.09.20126 (c) gehkacken.de)

    Gerd kicked off at 20:00 and finished it at 21:45, so a perfect football set. But again, they are stadium hardened stars, i would not expect less.

    From the opener they had the lot glued in front of the stage and starting to sing along, an easy task as Gerd only ever play hit on hit.

    Gerd (FCSP Clubheim, Hamburg, 26.09.2026)
    (c) gehkacken.de 2026

    Not sure if it was the cozy surrounding, the “all friends present” setting or simply a perfect Saturday – Gerd had a lot to say, a lot of banter to give and plenty of jokes to trade.

    Gerd (FCSP Clubheim, Hamburg, 26.09.2026)
    (c) gehkacken.de 2026

    Some have them down as an unstoppable party machine, i’d say they are just a perfect bunch of good people that enjoy these hits and like to share them out, up-tempo and in style. Make people dance. Make people sing-a-long.

    Gerd (FCSP Clubheim, Hamburg, 26.09.2026)
    (c) gehkacken.de 2026

    Luckily their ambition is way beyond perfect, so the set included false starts, wrong choruses and reprises and one and the other off chord.

    Did the lot care? Fuck not, the lot rather went into action!

    The sound was ok, albeit sure not the stadium volume (and bass push) they normally have – it was low key and just a tiny sound system. Sound anyway does not matter too much if both band and audience put all their heart, all their energy in.

    Gerd (FCSP Clubheim, Hamburg, 26.09.2026)
    (c) gehkacken.de 2026

    At the end Gerd pushed it over the final whistle with a classic sing-a-long that everybody knows who got his first rock mu-sick experience in the 70s. From where i sit anyway one of the best songs they ever penned (and sold to that largely unknown troupe in the UK called The Sweetshop):

    Sing-a-long:

    Fox on the run
    You scream and everybody comes a-running
    Take a run and hide yourself away
    Foxy on the run
    F-foxy
    Fox on the run
    And hide away

    Boy, what a great finish for a great set. And running over the finishing line they also had a maximum amount of folks dancing along. Puuurfect. Uplifting. Making me happy as a fuck (and, with a little push from a mate, i had too much booze and too much beer).

    On top i was once again lucky to capture the essence of the show in a single picture, give it a click! for a high-res version.

    Really big thanks to the Clubheim Kollektive and the Punk Rock Hamburg crew to make this happen, much appreciated. I stayed on until the doors came crashing down, listening to the fine DJ’ing of Dirk and chatting/drinking along with friends.

    When i came home, slightly loaded, the love of me life smiled at me and said “you seem to have had a great evening” and followed suit by “who can drink can get up early on Sunday for gardening work“.

    And yes, 247 early-blooming bulbs found the way into the soil. And then i took another rest, smiling and humming along to Gerd greatest hits.