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Every now and then again and again easterbunny is bringing coloured eggs... eh sorry, I mean of course our pumpkin heads from Hamburg Germany are rolling along since... I can't remember since when.... Jes... has this lot really such a long history already? - Unbelievable, but true... Give 'em another 3 years and they celebrate their 30th band anniversary. And apart from some line up changes over all those decades, they haven't really changed, at least what's up to the remaining members of the original line up. And that is Michael Weikath, shortly named Weiki, the most charming Lollypop on the german Rock'n'Roll horizon and our little - tall one Michael Großkopf, who will definately never ame the hairstyle of Yul Brunner. But don't worry, curly haired boys are sexy as well, and you still got some time left 'till the golden Fifty.Well, the wild Rocker party times are maybe gonne and they prefer the homely family nest or a beach on Teneriffe. But on the other hand it doesn't mean that the belong to the so called rusty metal crust. It's not, and there are enough proves, - as I mentioned before - when they return again and again with yet another tour, like now, where our Pumpkins show at many occassions all over again, that age doesn't save 'em from Rock'n'Roll, but let them forget any rheumatism or other pain, to still rock like hell. So Helloween are asking us now: 'Are You (still) Metal'. - Are we? Yes of course, otherwise we wouldn't be here tonight at the All-Karth-Halle in Kaufbeuren. (once again I ask myself, why Munich is left out again on the tour list.)
And though this german true power metal does belong to a rather small circle, it is still there and pretty much alive, exspecially on the countryside, off the big cities, as this is here the case. When watching the audiance you feel immidiately transfered back into the eighties with all these long haired guys with their typical metal clothes incl. stickers and stuts, shaking their heads from one side to another and playing air guitar. About 1.200 of these species have found their way here to celebrate the return of Helloween. And that's a clever move, as there are only 2 possiblilities in Southern Germany to catch them. So as the small town Kaufbeuren is the next place to Munich, we swing our butts in our high tech ferrari and take the 60 minutes ride there.
And here we are and wait for 3 spicy Rock'n'Roll custard pies.

Let's start with the Schwarzwald cherry pie, yeah well not quite, as this lot is situated a little more north. But let's tke it easy, as in this band there is also a bit Tzatziki and engl. Yorkshire pudding included.

All that results in a very interesting mixture - sweet - sour, slightly stirred, but well shaked, as it is done to get a delicate cocktail.
And it does taste pretty well even after 22 years. Back to the future is the musical slogan of Pink Cream 69 and their acoustic performance is trip back in time in 1991 and the album 'One Size Fits All' until the CD ‚In10sity’. But time is restricted, just about enough time to taste the recepy. Unfortunately one ingredient named Uwe Reitenauer had to be exchanged for this tour for guitarist Marco Wriedt from the other cooking pot named Axxis. But to be honest, it doesn't make a real difference. So Don't worry, and be happy.

Another bonus of this group is additonal british slang, which takes away the german 'only' taste a bit. And not to forget is the tourmanager of the whole trek, who sits behind the drumkit here (that's what he's always done since the beginning of this band) and gives the smart vanilla-strawberry shake the pink colour and an extra icing. No there's nothing really to complain about them exept maybe the flag of the premier soccer league club Borussia Dortmund, which sticks besides the drumkit. However, in the end, we received a tasty teaser, though it could have been a little more. On the other hand - no panic because of too many calories.

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Well the first part of the menue has just been consumed as the second one is delivered. And that one is nicely imported from Finland.

No we don't get served a crispy Elk steak, but Sibelius heirs present us their new bron baby 'Elysium' , just about one month old.But it is already able to talk and walk and does present itselves pretty well besides the older album family. On the other hand it introduces itselves only with 2 tracks ‚Darkest Hour’ and ‚Move The Mountain’. But that again is rather due to the power of common known things. As we say so over here: what the farmer doesn't know he takes only with a huge hesitation and prefers the old known goodies, which he enjoys very much. (see menu card further down below)

Stratos Boss Patissier Kotipelto, who seems a relative of Enrico Caruso, what's up to his smetered aries, swings artistically his mic, such as a huge cooking spoon. No tasting nerv stays untouched and the pleasure gets also a little finnish-theatralic sexappeal, yeah well almost... And all that focused on the fact, that Stratovarius have started cooking in 1984, just like Helloween.

Hey don't worry, they are still not over cooked and still boiling although some spices had been removed over the years, as for instance Timo Tolkki. thanks god, there has never been never risk of loosing some taste. It just tastes a little different then in the past. But changes are the non plus ultra of life, otherwise it'll be boring. And the nicest change was the return of the lost german son on the thrown behind the drums. This fact makes the supper even better tasting. Jörg, not that you're doing this thing again, we still need you here, exspecially what's up to our finnish gourmet cooks within this metallic kitchen battle, as we have to keep a certain quality standard, dont we?!! And without your chilly note it doesn't really work... of course when the rest of the ingrediants fit in as well. And that's the case tonight ending with a voluminate and impressive keyboard thunderstorm of Meistro Johannsen. Vladimir Horowitz says hello from up there in St Peter's soup bowl - Amen!

http://www.stratovarius.com/

It’s Show Time and Fred Flintstone is rolling along.....

Without big fuss, the huge radiotor in the back of the stage is started and this is not for a cool down of 1.200 heated minds, but rather the beginning of the main dish, which serves itselves right now this moment - visualle and acoustically. And as you know the eye always eats as well, though in our case it's mainly the female part of the audiance, which is not the majority of the audiance but still pretty much recognizable, including young ages of 17 (well Lisi, Markus had already been wondering that you were allowed for an entry here) - until aprox. my age, which is the average age of the band. Okay okay, let's stay on the carpet, as it is still a curvy ride 'till a Brad Pitt and George Cloony espirit, but as it is always said: it's the inner value what counts most, or as in our case the physical - melodic impression. On the other hand, messured on the heavy metal standard, - Markus Schenkenberg can still take an example on our Golden Boy Andy. And that one doesn't hesitate a second and takes care for a brickly aroma with his energetic output in a high C or even D.

Well enough of these unimportand visual things, and let's get to the feeding of our big fan family here. Are you metal to rock - is the slogan, ready for feeding the monster with a pumpkin baked Hardrock filet steak for the hungry ears of all those metalheads here.
The dish is well cooked and spiced with north german Helloween sea shell. The pearls inside are still polished and sparkling. The new
harvest still takes a little to get used to in our central nerv system, but it does have some real interesting bits and pieces. It does taste delicicously indeed as well, whereby I'm not quite sure, whether this is due to the quality standard or Weiki and Co's action up there or rather due to the too hungry birdies in the audiance here, who are longing for more and more.One thing is for sure - Fort Knox is stormed by now.

Yep, Rock'n'Roll can make you addictad as well as the cigarette up there on stage. Artist freedom this is called and because of that it gets commented by the band themselves in a funny way. But without his unavoidable nicotine stick, Papa Smurf would be a bit moody and the usual coolness would melt away like the smog out of Winnetou's peace pipe. So please let Captain Weiki-Hook enjoy his smokie pipe, because then - Peace, fun and the egg cake is socially insured.

Yes,we have been fed very well, thanks to impulsive goodies, smashed around our ears. And Dr.Stein finishes the gourmet buffet with a neat tasting dessert on the Metal Aida.

Okay then, quickly two small burbs, because of the constand weak sound resonance within this building, but also because of showing off, that we are all happy go lucky and extremly pleased with our cooks the cuisine from Hamburg. So please enjoy the re taste, because we don't know yet, when we will have the pleasure for another Helloween dinner par excellance'.- Cheers and now in the end a tasty digestive for our individuall digestion, - what do you think Markus??!!!!
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