Good night alphabets
Also with his fourth solo album ‘Alphabet der Nacht’ Th. Hofmann will probably not be awarded with the ‘Zwinglizürcherische Popnobelpreis' again. Although he would have more than earned it by now.
The man is simply too wild, too poetic, too unpredictable, ambivalent and versatile. You just can't pot him, the rock poet who sometimes sings High German and sometimes Swiss German. When he's not on the road with his band Acapulco Stage Divers, the trained bricklayer releases music and poems Schlegel a Wegge and builds grandiose bridges between power folk and chamber pop at rousing concerts. Euphoria kisses melancholy. No way is too far for his musical inspiration, every inconspicuous song has its priceless value. Fixed rules, templates and compromises are not from Th. Hoffmann's world. The German lyrics should immediately shake the audience up, make them think. People should understand and go along. And no matter if alone with guitar and strings or with band, in the Hallenstadion or in the Hühnerstall: Th. Hoffmann always walks the full distance, gives everything and much more.
His solo debut ‘Geboren 1980’ (2013) was already marked by a desire to experiment and sensitivity. The dialect album ‘Uranus Présent’ (2015), on which he recorded all instruments himself, convinced with its reduction and immediacy. The finely arranged ‘Le Travelling Begins‘ (2016) is followed by the spontaneous and live recorded ‘Alphabet der Nacht’.
Th. Hoffmann will have his record party for 'Alphabet der Nacht' on December 17th at El Lokal in Zurich. He is supported by friendly musicians. Go there and become good night alphabets, scheubeklappte Kunstfuzzis gibts genug!
(This text was written by someone from El Lokal and translated very awkwardly from German to English by us via an online translator. Forgive us, but it was just too good to not bring it.)