ASP - Stuttgart 2007

Music
Unfortunately the fans were not well prepared by the supporting act and we hoped this would have no impact on his performance. Mystical sounds introduced to the dance with the dark butterfly this evening; rhythmically pounding bass topped with synthesizer music opened the gates into a different world. The hall went quiet and darkness surrounded the fans; a blue light, like a little burning star shone through the night, a gentle played guitar accompanied by the melancholic and coaxing voice from ASP put a spell on all the fans from the start. The opener ‘Offährte’ showed us the way to a dark realm full of melancholic joy and burning hearts. The people gathered together in front of the stage and listened to these wonderful sounds; the mystical play of light strengthened this impression and was leading us to a wonderful time. Then darkness devoured us again, a deep, menacing voice asked the ultimate question….. ‘How Far Would You Go?’ surrounded by the light from the background ASP appeared like a dark angel right out of the night, suddenly lightning tore the night asunder and burned in the eyes of the surrounding fans. ASP tore one after one in his dark cyclone with his unique sound.



Kidnapped into the depths of another world, ASP intonated with his amazing voice ‘Aus der Tiefe’, bolstered by a wonderful musical carpet enveloped by amazing sounds, sneaked his voice through the ear into the depths of the surrounding fans. Barely recovered from this true joy and melodious play the hammering bass scythed through the audience like an animal on the flight. Hard hitting drums ploughed through the first rows pushing them deeper into the realms of the black butterfly; everybody in this concert hall would follow ASP like a dark angel cause of their powerfully played ‘Weltunter’. With parts played from ‘Requiem’ from their album ‘Requiembryo’, ASP mixed his fans a truly sinister cocktail; you could only stand and listen to his great voice and this wonderful composition, so another door opened of the dark tower and remained open till the end had come. The hearts of the fans began to pound wildly with the announcement, we conjured the darkness now together, the sound of ‘Sing Child’ ploughed through the setting like a double edged sword and nobody could resist this anymore. Hard hitting guitar and bass covered with thundering drums took their toll and nobody could withstand to move his body. The incantation called in to the concert hall immediately summoned the living darkness which attacked the hearts of those presented like a living dream and tore them deeper into the night.



Frenetic cheers branded against the dark angel and some fans hoped this night would never come to an end. The rhythms of ‘Die kleine Ballade vom Schwarzen Schmetterling’ were driven through the rows of fans and left only joy and enrapture where it could stuck his little claws on. With ‘Me’ ASP spread his wings again and we could fly on his back over the dark ocean higher into to darkness, his voice embedded us with gentle loving and wonderful melancholy. Shortly after the arriving on the other shore a mystical shape of a beautiful woman wrapped only in shadows reached out her hand and showed us the new way down to the dark tower. ‘She Wore Shadows’ impacted like a nuclear bomb within the masses with its first played tunes and now there was no lethargic fan anymore. Put on their feet and wrenched into the dark dance like demons participating in an unholy celebration, the fans mobilized their strengths to follow the band even deeper so all were happy about the brake by the wonderful and tragic ‘Demon Love’; the melancholic but powerful voice of ASP vibrated through the room and flattered the soul of each individual ensnared the spirit like a dark lover and we surrendered to the dark side so ASP knew to spend their fans the necessary break to refresh their strength for the rest of the way into the darkness only to reveal us the black butterfly. Again one of the old classics from the album ‘Hast Du Mich Vermisst’ was intoned. With ‘Schwarzer Schmetterling’ you could almost feel the light winds caused by the beating wings of the butterfly wonderfully arranged to enjoy this song on the highest levels. After this almost celestial enjoyment classical sounds reached the ear followed by short drumming interlude ‘Duet - Minnelied der Incubi’ cajoled the ear and the hope this night would never end floated again in his vocals; all the fans in front of the stage danced like enchanted and the voice of a male Circe and the mesmerizing effects of this music supported them even more. With the last tones played the guys on the stage transformed slowly to the real devils.



ASP himself manifested with ‘Ich Bin Ein Wahrer Satan’ to be the true devil and bring them the truth. He ruthlessly showed his devotees that the daylight kept no real truth in the normal world and with his supporting drums and ingeniously played guitars his clear and forceful voice revealed the real darkness to us. With the truth in their eyes the fans let loose their hidden animal and embraced with ‘Lykantrophie’ their dark sides; this old classical song from ASP slipped again to the deepest souls of any listener in this hall. So he bombarded us with his beautiful voice and pushed us to the limits again to gather the needed strength for this transformation. The black blood of everybody would slowly be brought to the boiling point, supported by the massive sounds from the band raining down from the dark skies. ‘Schwarzes Blut’ steadily pushed the masses forward and downward to their destination and frenetically supporting vocals from the fans even pushed the band on the stage to another state of frenzy. Unfortunately every beautiful time comes to an end and this was intoned with their brilliant composition ‘Nie Mehr’. Gently played guitars and drums showed us the way back from the dark realms of the black butterfly to the surface of the real world. Most fans around still hoped this evening would never come to an end, they preferred to linger around in the dark tower, to fly with the black butterfly through the darkness, with the knowledge of the true Satan on their lips dancing the dance of the Incubi forever. But the concert ended as it began with the wonderful gentle and amazing sound from ‘Offährte (Reprise)’, embracing the heart of every individual fan and burying the seed of the warm darkness there only to grow up to a dark butterfly.



Stormy applause smashed over the stage like a tidal wave and moved ASP back again to give his fans their urgently needed encore. The black butterfly filled the bodies of his fans with life and obsession, ‘Werben’ moved all into one huge orgasmic storm swirled the tired limbs again through the LKA. Nobody wanted to follow the now following song ‘Finger Weg!’ because everybody in front of the stage wants to touch him and burn in the heat of the night like a supernova but with his penetrating voice he took a clear stand and announces that nobody owns him and nobody was owned by another human and is responsible only for themselves. Then the listeners were engulfed in darkness again and the band left the stage again. The alls for another encore increase like the molten lava in a volcano ready to explode. ASP came back to the stage again and confessed that they actually wanted it too… burn together in the night and explode like a supernova. ‘Ich Will Brennen’ ignited a small living flame which climbed up the feet lashed out hungrily engulfed the whole body only to instantly burn him to ashes. But ASP retained another highlight for this evening ‘Und Wir Tanzten’ suddenly cooled down the fans with its soft and gentle music opened the hearts again to strengthen the already buried seed and end this celestial night.