Edward der Bezwinger writes, sings, and performs as if the whole world is already his: “Wirf mis Härz ufe Tisch und füll drmit baud es Stadion” (Throw my heart to the wind and it’ll soon fill a stadium) go the lyrics in his Butterkuchen song. Bern, the Manchester of Switzerland, has once again given rise to a musician who totally fuels our hype. No matter what he does, the world is Edb’s oyster. Crowned SRF Best Talent, the recent festival summer was his for the taking. And now he’s set to hit the stage right after Herbert Grönemeyer. Eddie, as he’s also known to call himself, has always made music, but the whole shebang coming to fruition at once makes every song, every performance feel as if he’d been saving it all for this precise moment. And Edb dubs it dirty pop.
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