Finally, the time has come: The Ossipunx from Schwabendländle, TAKE SHIT, are delighting us once again with new, fresh three-chord songs after several years of absence. The five-piece from Kaputtgart satisfies our cliché needs and is one of the few that keeps the good old German punk from dying out. And this record is truly worth a listen even for those who have long sworn off German punk and think it's no longer relevant. Feel free to dive in, because these guys from TAKE SHIT are just getting started, and they have no standards, writing lyrics in the bathroom, spitting at each other, and then starting to fight. To quote the song "Wer Punkrock hört," this is music that hits you in the face, you scene know-it-alls. TAKE SHIT still does what they feel like, both lyrically and musically, and it comes across as damn honest. The lyrics of TAKE SHIT on this album are very diverse, dealing with general experiences with the band, such as "The Day the Real Mc Kenzies Played at the State Pavilion," the "Course of Things" that cannot be stopped, or the "Nestbeschmutzer" who loves to throw dirt. The songs have simple choruses, making them absolutely sing-along friendly, like the song "Verlierer." "Hakuna Matata" from The Lion King is served to us here in punk rock attire, and the cover of the Rainhald Grebe song "Der Präsident" is quite well done by the guys. But the melodies are not just a uniform mush; a fresh sound resonates through the speakers, with the melody guitar playing beautiful notes. You can tell that singer Alex just loves making punk rock. This LP is available this time from the label SN-Rex, run by Take Shit guitarist Mirko, after they parted ways with Nix Gut due to the unpleasant Frei.Wild affair back then. I also find the cover of the LP beautifully and lovingly designed. Something different in times of glossy graphics, where every second punk rock band thinks it's pretty cool to have a tattooed girl, a few stars, and a bomb on the cover. Take Shit is going back to the roots, in every sense. A nice German punk record, and I hope it lasts a long time, the Spätzlepunks from Pfeffiland. But I think no one will be pulling the Spätzle out of your ass anytime soon ;-)
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