I read about Ramstein. Their current leader - Til Lindemann - in his youth lived on a farm, worked as a carpenter, plowed baskets. He was summoned to the group as a vocalist precisely because he was heard singing when he wrapped baskets... in a punk-rock indie group...

He lively imagined this: Til sits by the straw on a tabouret, wraps a basket and sings one of his songs. And in the corners of the courtyard, cuddling pigs climb, cows in a semi-conscious state give the milk already boiled, and the whole courtyard is overwhelmed by agonizing chickens. This is an idyllic rural pastoral.