I have three words for you, friends: German. Metal. Polka.
Did you just hear angels singing? Are you sitting in a pool of light, blessed by the very knowledge of this phenomenon? Well, you should be. Get on that, would you?
It's true. It's the Polkaholix, a band whose mere existence fills me with joy. Of course, their music also fills me with joy too. Seriously, take a listen.
I met a fellow nerd at one of those wine parties who schooled me on this. It was like a Tupperware party, only, you know, with wine. Anyway, this chick named Cheryl, who was pretty awesome in that not only did she play the clarinet, she plays the clarinet in a polka band, had a CD of the Polkaholix in her car. We listened to it with the hostess before the other non-nerd guests showed up. Hearing a mixture of Rammstein and polka just doesn't put everyone in a wine-buying mood, I guess. Go figure.
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I MUST hear this.
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