Kick-Ass-Queereeoké

The Lady works in mysterious ways according to the Bible, or something along those lines. At least it was written in the toilets at the Harburger Berge motorway services. And when you’re travelling it suddenly becomes apparent: wherever you go there are sausages. Wieners, Frankfurters, black pudding and pork sausages as far as the eye can see. They sing and dance, or stand still in mustardcoloured sparkling evening dresses (because they cannot walk in the tight things) and prove, a song blaring, that the ways of all of humankind are uncertain and unclear. Kick-Ass-Queereeoké was already a sausage when the Wiener was still growing fluff. Full of an unprecedented esprit and cured with the finest flavour enhancers, Danny Banany, Missy Lopes, Dancing Sven and Renate Stahl take you with them on the most glamorous and meatiest singing pilgrimage of your life! – Let's globalise the sausage, bitches!!! (Vegans included, of course.)