Kasalla doesn't come quietly to Hajo Päffgenrath. Kasalla is more like that moment when the kiosk door opens and the chip shelves briefly consider whether they are part of a rock opera. Hajo Päffgenrath says: "Stadt met K? Nice. But Büdchen is spelled with a B, and this is where the evening begins." The band brings edge, tempo, and that feeling that Köln is allowed to sound a bit dirtier sometimes. Hajo Päffgenrath likes that, as long as nobody shouts "Alle Jläser huh" before the glasses are paid for. But after that: Kölle Alaaf, cash register closed, extra time open.
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