Three years after the masterpiece "How the Night Was Still Young," he returns as a reluctant pop star. Last year he won the Austrian Film Prize for Best Actor for the lead role in Adrian Goiginger's cinema hit "Rickerl." His previous albums garnered numerous Amadeus Awards—Austrian Grammys—and all his tours throughout the German-speaking world regularly sell out. Now it was time for a new taking stock. The biotope pub was yesterday. Especially since numerous Voodoo epigones have been peddling that for years. Now it's about the wide world waiting out there. And the small one inside: the one in his own soul. In text and sound, "Gschnas for Voodoo" revolves around personal autonomy, the rebirth of inspiration, breaking free from the typical Austrian narrowness that weighs you down. In short: it's about everything. The energy with which he and his firing-on-all-cylinders band ride this audacious album, the playfulness and self-confidence with which an artist rethinks himself without abandoning what he's created, revitalizing himself in the process. Exorcism with an open heart, so to speak, and we're there live! Plus his best melodies, his most honest lyrics, his most urgent performances, and a Wolfgang Lehman (AKA Möstl) production that smells like a magnum opus for everyone involved. This has what it takes. And that's not all. An album born from doubt, for which it rains pastries at the end. An album as an event, in a time that has forgotten itself. "And everyone should get something out of it!" Voodoo cries out to us in perhaps his most successful song to date. A self-fulfilling prophecy. Or also: Voodoo magic
About the concert
Performer
Voodoo Jürgens
