Tilt
Maeckes keeps coming up in rotation. His new album Tilt
holds its own against Zwei
—maybe better, still deciding. If I had to listen to one song until I die, it’d be Tisch,
the track with Balbina where they’re basically saying that needing someone while being too much of a mess to actually commit is at once pretty hot and completely selfish. There’s a real confession in there.
The album sits right. Loser,
Wie alle Kippenstummel zwischen den Bahngleisen zusammen,
Urlaubsfotograf
—weird titles that work. He pulled in Tristan Brusch and Josef Hader. Nothing feels out of place.
The video for Tilt
is this whole identity trick. A guy who looks like Maeckes but isn’t dances with his moves—or Maeckes’ moves, the distinction gets blurry—while basically saying he’s not Maeckes. The world’s already confusing enough without videos that mess with who’s who and what’s real. But that’s kind of the joke. You get caught up trying to figure it out, and the simplest move is just to dance and let it go.