BY STEPHAN GRÄFE
When I was 16, I raised my right arm in public. Sudden, rigid and in an angle of 45 degrees to my sight: the Hitler salute! I fell in love after hearing Der Mussolini for the first time after a punk concert in my local youth centre. It appeared to me as if this was everything that had been banned from the punk culture (what a non-word) that I tried to be a part of. Since it had started becoming weirdly serious since the start of the millennium, Der Mussolini offered dance music, references from techno or EBM and the lyrics were crystalline commands! Say Good Bye to Gabi Delgado
