Jochen Malmsheimer — Duchess Doge Soup - An Austopf mit Inlay

Let's not kid ourselves: Cabaret is more important than ever these days!

The perceived ass hole density and idiot concentration, the sack face and poop paw infection, the general pumice general delusion and present general blunting, in short: the cerebral rot in this country was, subjectively felt, always high, but now this murky fact can no longer only be proven in experiment, but is for all of us who we have a developed humanoid sensorium, spirit, wit, intellect and taste, and have arrived in the open air.

And so Malmsheimer embarks on a journey to Venice, to the birthplace of Renaissance and humanism, ready to get in the way of this almost encephalic nonsense: belted with the sword of poetry and wrapped in the long underwear comforting mother's joke.

Because as Erasco of Rotterdam already knew: Anyone who knocks on the cave often enough makes a sound to the void.