"Endstation Pfanne - what remains is goosebumps!"
Every year, the two gentlemen of Schwarze Grütze serve up their very special black-humored song punch. Stefan Klucke and Dirk Pursche do what they do best without any Christmas kitsch or sweet sugar-coating: They tell bitterly wicked and hilarious stories about the festive season. Their stage set is a house whose windows can be opened like an Advent calendar. And with every window opened, a new bizarre situation is revealed, a new bitterly funny abyss.
It is powerful how all the threads of the stories are tied together at the end; rarely has a mirror been held up to us so wittily in the mindless hunt for contemplation.
The program "Endstation Pfanne, was bleibt ist eine Gänsehaut" changes only slightly from year to year, the torso always remains the same. Nevertheless, the fans flock here in droves every December.
And when even the children of the guests sing along touchingly: "I shot a Santa Claus...", then it can definitely be described as cult.
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