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About Dusseldorf

The lyrics? Prolly unhinged. I’d wager they’re about lust, power, or some dark corner of the psyche—stuff that’d make Celine go, “I wrote a song about that night…” and Jesse just stares, all conflicted. Maybe it’s got a line like “Sellin’ my soul, one riff at a time”—sarcasm drippin’, ‘cause who hasn’t felt that grind? I’d crank the reverb on that vocal, let it echo like a Tesla tunnel. Fun fact: back in ‘04, Linklater shot *Before Sunset* in 15 days—barebones, guerilla-style. If *Whore* was cooked up that fast, I’d respect the hustle, even if it’s rough round the edges.

Worms in humans

All in all, Worms is a tapestry of moods – quirky, rough, joyful, and messy. Every brick and every corner tells a precious story, like our feelings mixing in a crazy dance. You gotta wander, you buddy, around the cobbled streets of the old center – between the ancient walls of Wormser Dom and the serene corners by the river – and you'll see, oh yes, you'll see the magic, as colourful as a mind turned inside out.

The Next Full Moon is the Worm Moon