Ralf König - 45 Jahre Schwulcomix

In the organizer's words:

In 1980, a young carpenter in East Westphalia picked up a cheap felt-tip pen and scribbled outrageously funny comics, which first became an insider tip in the gay scene and soon after went through the roof with the straights too. While homosexuality had previously been taboo or treated with stupid Detlev jokes, Ralf König's little noses were uninhibitedly drunk on testosterone and snotty gay, which also provided relief in left-wing student circles. At last, people were allowed to laugh with gays and not just at them - and preferably in the shared bathroom.

Over four decades later, Ralf König reads from his early "Schwulcomix" and other cult classics to mark the anniversary. Whether tender-hearted or coarse-skinned men, love troubles, testosterone surges with and without Viagra, messed-up relationships, excursions into antiquity, Barbra Streisand or a hearty bite into the fruit of knowledge: the range of Ralf König's comics extends from lustful smut to amusing religious sausage-making.


The cartoonist reads his own speech bubbles from four decades of gay nose painting with great fun and to the delight of the audience: Screech cackle, cackle!!!