The sixth season of "Sing my song" is just a few minutes old, so you have to laugh: Jeanette Biedermann is currently in the picture, participant in this year's song exchange, nineties Soapette and Teeniepop tube of the early nineties, and she enters Fanshirt of the New Yorker Nölerockband The Strokes.

The combination seems a funny - but if you had to take the concept of this TV format in an image, it would probably be just this: A musician, of whose work you have a ready-made, mostly rather nervdudelige leaning judgment in mind, is one - or are actually just six - put on new shirts, which apparently can not fit him or her, who must have forgotten someone in the Umziehkabine, and then still sit like a glove.

This time, Michael Patrick Kelly has invited to South Africa, in the first episode, the songs of Wincent Weiss are to be unscrewed and reassembled. "A cool dude" is that, says Kelly, in Germany in recent years, "no one came by", which sounds rather bold.

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"Sing my song": many languages, many genres

The Belgian singer-songwriter Milow, who is the first to make do with the back-catalog of the 26-year-old Weiss, who has only just completed two dozen songs, even reads "a little Springsteen feeling" from Weiss's class driving anthems. Since you suspect the worst. His half-English, up-tempo version of "Being Music", this set of universal sound ideas from the movie "Absolute Giants", he also relocates to the "ragged streets of glory", his "Coldplay-moderately" finds his exchange colleague Alvaro Soler.

So solemnly, Weissen's optimistic scholar "An Wunder" pleads for Reggaezöpfchen, and Johannes Oerding turns "Hier mit dir" into a reduced layered salad, which he gradually moves one instrument level after the other. Jennifer Haben, singer of the smoldering brass band "Beyond the Black", ruffles the house-and-two kids bourgeois dreams of "plans" a bit rougher. And Jeanette Biedermann translates "fireworks", half-roaring, half-squinting, in eighties rock.

You do not have to like every variation, you do not have to do anything with the original material to at least find this style leporello entertaining. The Tauschzirkelbesetzung could have turned out even more diverse. You just miss the hymn-scary, smooth Weiss-Werk a rapper or a rapper, who makes hearty time with the bone saw.

In his best moments, "Sing my song" tilts a trowel Fernet Branca into the milk soup and pokes thorns into the blanket. It works this time as well - albeit less through spectacular reinterpretations than through the stories behind the songs being narrated in between. Host Kelly chose his contribution "Ich danzen quiet", which Weiss wrote for a childhood friend who took his own life.

Becoverte himself sings "1993" of his new album, a song about his dad he never met and who did not care about him - laying "a very big wound on the table" as Kelly put it: "deep stuff ". Or at least a footnote apparatus, with which one hears his Häuslebauertraumsongs a little bit different in the future.