Marcel Winatschek

Wir sind Helden

Wir sind Helden played some small venue in Würzburg that December—the Landgasthof Zum Alten Gut, eighty people if that. The kind of show that only exists for the people in the room. I don’t know if the intimacy made them better or worse; it didn’t matter. Four guys from Berlin, clever lyrics, a band that didn’t need anything except to actually play for an audience. These shows disappear. You hear about them years later and wish you’d been paying attention.