It bumbles through the air as compressed sound and explodes in your nose, shattering your skull like a thousand angry bees singing the Valkyrie song from Wagner. Insert gratuitous Berlin Berghain reference. Boot up your favourite laser browser and soundcloud it all over your expensively furnished Scandinavian design loft while your sexy boyfriend lounges on the faux bearskin rug. Life is good. You are as rich as you feel you are. Are you comfortably seated in a vintage Bauhaus armchair on a chilly stone terrace overlooking the sun drenched expanse drawn by the Spree river cutting through the greatest city German hands could build? If not, you need to listen to Drescher und Wemmser until you are.