No one ever planned to build a record!
And yet it happened — history keeps repeating itself over and over again…
"biste Punk, Punk, Punk, kotz in'n Schrank, Schrank, Schrank"
But the postwar rats have no intention of doing that.
The postwar rats set out to empty the beer cabinet and then smash it to pieces — and that’s exactly what their music sounds like.
The puke is not hidden here!
This reeks of cheap beer and resentment, of frustration and Brussels sprout cake.
When you put this record on, the air gets thinner and thinner. Culti, Schlips Vicious, Ratte Machiato, and Männermann turn your sunny rooftop terrace into a damp basement hole. Slightly intoxicated by slag, they blow up your party — and if you’re drinking with fascists at the pub, frying pans start flying: RIOT!
No one knows exactly when these recordings were made, but that doesn’t matter at all.
The fast-paced clatter sounds like a mix of PARANOIA, RATTHEADS, and L’ATTENTAT, with a touch of CHAOS Z. The German-language political lyrics tell stories of a life in trash, of too much future and not enough beer — about shellfish and boots, about dreaming and failing in a useless world. No punches are pulled here; everything is settled mercilessly.
The record comes with an A1 poster, a computer game, a patch, and a download code.
Culti and company smeared all the colored vinyl with their grubby brown-coal fingers, so now the record is only available on black vinyl.
Thank the rats!
