Deutsche isn't my strongest point, admittedly. But let's face it, with the uninvited help of our American chums, we've more or less forced our European cousins to eat the English language. Its only fair then that I should assimilate Rammstein's latest unforgiving single on its own German-language terms.
Mein Teil was a big number two on the German charts when it was released last month. I think David Hassellhoff is still numeru uno from 1991, so it was unable to climb that final lofty rung. I'm so scared that Rammstein have some freakily, over-protective fans, that I'm going to say this record is a liberating avalanche of relentless foreboding, and hope that gets me off the hook.
Oh, sod it. The truth is, having heard of the band by rep alone before, I was expecting to be pummelled by a unforgiving welter of dark, Teutonic fury, but was left feeling a bit disappointed. As Eurogoth-industrialism goes, this is ho-hum fare, and not particularly enlivened by a Pet Shop Boys mix either. Next time I want to be terified by my stereo, I'm going to buy that Katie Melua CD I've been looking to punish myself with.
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