When Fuck Yeah 2015 appeared out of nowhere in Munich, some wondered what was going on. Instead of locking themselves in the rehearsal room for years and then shyly working their way up to the next generation's stages, the quartet got off to a kick start. Now album number two. Recorded again in a few days at the ,Funny Farm" in the Bone Studios between chickens and hedgehogs away from the hustle and bustle, Fuck Yeah continue to work on their idea of how rock music will sound in 2018. Without regard to losses, they grasp all the beautiful fruits of the tree of music history without false modesty, which smell good and look beautiful. This can be scratchy New Wave, noisy surf sound, nerdy slacker indie rock, curly herb noise or a winking disco soul. And when they don't feel like rock, they sit down at the piano and play a waltz, why not? Allowed is what is fun. Whether the music police like that, they don't give a shit. In the end, the song counts, and it can shine in many different colors on Fuck Yeah, as the two versions of "Bar With No Beer" show. Fuck Yeah are not afraid of big gestures and voluminous sounds. As long as they don't go megalomaniacal and keep slumping down devoutly, everything is fine. Translated with www.DeepL.com/Translator
