On the new Kreisky album there is no sea, no sunken island kingdom and no Indiana Jones diving after it. And yet the title "Atlantis" is a good key to get to the bottom of the new songs. Kreisky are here in search of the mystical and the lost, of the remains of their own youth, of ideals adjusted to death, of the irrevocably lost. People break in these songs, people are broken, people isolate themselves in order not to be broken, or else - and this is a clear novelty for the "Grandmasters of Grant" in his openly displayed optimism - they do not let themselves be broken. "If someone says what you're doing is the last straw - say: It's my straw!"