For eighteen revolutions of the sun, they have engaged in the ephemeral symphony of real-time discourse, sans pretentious airs. Two to nine illustrious ladies of Berlin, weaving through the rich tapestry of styles and narratives, have, over time, summoned forth nearly two hundred ensembles. Genre: Concept-Pep. Each performance, each musical troupe, irrevocably entangled in the prose and nomenclature of all participants, venue, and set-up. Repetition, though a rarity, has, in some instances, been grudgingly sanctioned. Yet, lo and behold, there exists now: Festplatte. A compendium. Upon the A-side, Spassbremse, possessed of an angelic voice, yearns for the elusive essence of liberty, whilst Die Abstände in somber, pulsating offbeat, smirkingly, critique the dominion of control. Pimmelbett, with lyrical poise, and epic reverie, expounds upon the "Infinite Nature of Dreams." Subsequently, as Die supersymmetrischen Teilchen indulge in elegiac ruminations on solitude, Leh Kokott jubilantly resurrects their 2015 summer opus, "un Bouton." On the B-side, Fräuleinschein assumes a fourfold rhythm, contemplating, in the process, the ethereal sustenance of "Kartoffelpüree", provoking an unknown ensemble to mourn their local tavern in Finnish tradition. The vigor of self-pleasure is exalted in the blues, and Puncikák, in the manner of Balkan minstrels, melodiously intones a pressing yearning through the entirety of her available vocal range. Die Flöhe and the Drunken Sinkers, therein, finalize the anarchic symphony. In the ethereal cadence of the vocals, the very essence of each musician reveals itself, accompanied by the harmonious assembly of a classical musical ensemble, punctuated by playful ornamentations, and the enchanting resonance of that alluring cello. Festplatte - an ode to the platter of revelry. In the heart of punk, a serpentine melody entwines itself within the confines of your auditory senses.