Curly-haired, guitar, a little hoarse voice - Max prose has everything a singer / songwriter needs. The amp now, he proved that he has ascended to the right of opening act for the headliner.
It is probably not around the Bob Dylan comparison, if one writes prose about Max, the youngest in the guard of the German singer / songwriter. As he stands there in the amps on stage, around the neck not only the guitar but also a harmonica, Max prose reminiscent indeed of the Grand Master of America, which he has taken as an example: He had always seen it as a challenge to the Write on the nature of texts in German, which Dylan wrote in English, he recently told the music magazine "Melody & Rhythm." This is ambitious, perhaps over-ambitious - but who manages the career of such seemingly smooth prose like Max, who may well also have high goals.
At 18, he was in high school in Berlin, studied physics and briefly sang for a while as a street musician in Ireland. Back in Germany he moved from Charlottenburg to Neukölln and tried seriously to the music, wrote a thoughtful, sometimes melodramatic texts and packaged them into catchy melodies, melancholy, and wild. He has become a serious young singer-songwriter, one of those named Fritz Rado the "New German Poets."
Before this year, he and his band came on as the opening act for Clueso, even now they tour all over Germany - and have come up with their "lyrical folk-rock" apparently earned its own fans. The amp is in any case fully, as Max prose on Wednesday evening on the stage moves, the dark blond hair with bounce, and begin with one of his strongest songs, the concert: "And were the gravity / not then I'd find you / wherever you are now / and I missed it your way "-" Wings of concrete says, "like so many of Prosas texts to find the love and the inability by the constraints of everyday life to each other.
So much life experience, as supposedly is in his lyrics, you can have the 22-year-old prose, which is Podeschwig whose real name is not even collected. He is also happy and so is his debut album, which supplies almost all the songs on this evening, "The victory is fantasy," even to the point. The words are in white neon letters on the stage of the amp, where prose now sings the ballad "visions of Mary." This song is about love, it's an ebb and flow, a back and forth between two people who can not leave each other.
Here at prose has won over his audience, the young women in the front row hanging on his every word. But Max prose attracts not only teenagers. In the audience there are several generations - and a surprising number of men who mitgezerrt evident not only from friends have been, but have come from free will bounce, but they are appreciative of your head or sing along at all.
On stage, lacking the authenticity Photo: TinoSieland
What creates Max prose in many of his songs - namely to look authentic - not quite succeed him on stage. When he sings, he stands there in the lunge whips and almost mechanical in front of the rear leg and back, which irritates the long run. When he speaks to the audience, the words are mumbled verschludert that you can barely understand. And if the songs are faster, then he jumps in the red jeans and a tweed jacket uncontrollably around the stage as if he were on a trampoline. Perhaps this is an attempt to work harder and rockier than he is, maybe it's nervousness, in any case, it comes across. We do not know who to relieve him at the end - the naive, overwhelmed young artist who is happy about the tickets, "where the name is printed on it and so", or the detached professional stage.
Still, it looks charming as he shines with the full lips of the audience and the stage more than once throughout his band leaves, convinced the instrumental and the hyperactivity of their front man compensates a bit. His fans seem to not disturb anyway, they erklatschen two encores.
With "Declared Dead World", Max prose verabschiedetet after almost one and a half hours from Munich - now quite calm and honest.
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