Matthias Egersdörfer

Sometimes it starts first thing in the morning: the sky collapses on you without warning. Your wife slept too little or too much. She talks and talks. You get buried under an avalanche of words before you've had a single sip of coffee. You're just glad gravity is still working and were about to count your fingers. The worst part is the sheer speed of it all - the speed of the words, the speed of people rushing through the streets, tractors racing across fields, news and disasters flashing and thundering past.

A few years ago, Egers worked for a while in a kitchen. The head chef told him to hurry up three hundred times in a short space of time. Egers tried. But he couldn't go any faster. Egers is slow. He chops onions slowly, thinks slowly, and usually doesn't talk particularly fast either.

It was in this slowness that he wrote his new show. It took a very long time. Letter by letter, word by word, sentence by sentence. With a kind of sluggish force, the cabaret artist pushes back against the speed of the world. The whole evening is a celebration of slowness - and so the stories are not delivered at an elevated pace either. Audiences needn't worry about nodding off, though. Because there's a good chance Egers will lose his temper at some point. He gets worked up over everything and nothing. And that'll wake you right up.

Directed by: Claudia Schulz