Almost the best rock band in the world, probably even the best since if you put whoever you thought was the best in the same room as these guys then those other guys would probably retire in shame, Hot Snakes do the previously unthinkable and reform and come to Berlin for a show at Festsaal.
And that’s talking reservedly, if you knew what I really wanted to say about these guys you’d probably have a melted brain just from hearing it. And melted brain is messy. There’d be melted brain rolling out of your ears and it’d get all over your shirt and then it’d run onto the floor. And your mum would hear the awesome power of rock overtaking your mind and run in the room and try to help by licking a handkerchief and rubbing the melted brain off your cheek (thanks mum!).
A strange chemical reaction takes place between the mum-spit on the handkerchief and the melted brain juice and as it bubbles and hisses your mum throws the chemically infused rag out the window and lands in your dog’s face, so he eats it, which is pretty normal for your dog and he transforms into a zombie rock dog who can play any instrument and drink a bottle of any booze and he uses his new laser eyes to burn a hole in the fence and he escapes and he goes all around the city playing Zep covers and biting people and turning them all into rock zombies. By the end, the whole town is rock zombies and they all come to the gig at Festsaal and everyone has an amazing time and you all buy me drinks.
And even that is still kind of reserved.
