Marcel Winatschek

Vanessa Mai Crossed Over to Hip-Hop and I Almost Respect It

At some point—roughly around when Helene Fischer’s "Atemlos" made it socially acceptable to hum schlager in public without fearing street violence—Germany’s guiltiest musical pleasure stopped being a secret. Schlager, that relentlessly cheerful, melodically simple strand of German pop, had always sat in the culture like a family member nobody introduces at parties. Then "Atemlos" happened and suddenly everyone was humming it and the defense mechanisms collapsed.

Let’s be honest about what schlager actually is, though. It might be the most hollow genre in German entertainment, and that’s a field with genuine competition. Even the so-called gangster rappers—carefully concealing their suburban upbringings and straight-A grades behind empty threats about fucking your mother—can’t quite match the soulless machinery operating behind the schlager curtain. What’s interesting is how much these two worlds, for all their performed incompatibility, share: both run on manufactured identity, both sell you a feeling that was assembled in a conference room somewhere.

Which is exactly why the collision makes a strange kind of sense. Vanessa Mai—Andrea Berg’s protégé and the most polished product currently moving through the schlager pipeline, Berg being roughly Germany’s answer to Dolly Parton if Dolly Parton were run entirely by a management consultancy—has recorded a track with rapper Olexesh called "Wir 2 Immer 1." You could demolish this thing easily. But under the right circumstances—four beers in, decent speakers, nobody watching—it isn’t actually that bad. I mean that as a genuine compliment given where the bar is for these cross-genre exercises.

And you have to acknowledge the career nerve it takes from Mai’s side. Walking into hip-hop as a schlager princess is the kind of move that looks either visionary or catastrophic depending entirely on the outcome. That it mostly lands, on its own modest terms, earns her at least a grudging tip of the hat. Ambition dressed as opportunism is still ambition.