Lothar Bölck - END-SPIEL mit Verlängerung
One must think of a thing from the end, because then one knows that one can make cellulose napkins and toilet paper.
Every end begins when the beginning ends. If you lose the prelude, you won't reach the endgame. That's the regulation. But we keep playing merrily on. After all, we haven't been eliminated. We are simply no longer involved. However, the endgame will not be played without us. We have tickets.
Lothar Bölck, "the Louis de Funès among German cabaret artists" (Celler Nachrichten) has reached the endgame. Man against world.
So far it is a draw. Yes, but for whom?
At the beginning of the end of his playing time, Bölck wonders:
Will there be a winner? And if so, why not?
Are we standing with one foot in the offside or in the beyond?
Who will leave the field as the winner? The visions or divisions?
Will it be a heated game with tense scenes or a hot one with scorched earth?
Is there extra time or will time have an extra play? Certainly. After every signal, reprimands are lurking.
Does the game go into extra time or is there a cancellation due to the unplayability of the field?
One thing is for sure, either way, there will be no replay. Because what does this world cost? Nerves.
"A two-hour fast-paced, hard-hitting, and taboo-free political cabaret delights the visitors." (Lausitzer Rundschau) "His angry verbal projectiles and crazy meanderings keep the gray cells on the move." (Cellesche Zeitung).
If you want to see and hear how some goals in politics, media, and culture score own goals while mostly hitting the target, then order yourself a seat in the arena or hall of your choice or your vicinity.
And make sure to arrive on time. Because when the end is near, one should not miss the beginning!
3:00 PM
Hallo, ich bin Maya.
