König was a rocker, his lifelong high-pitched voice on the wall sometimes easily turned into a rumbling bass, to which he himself performed incredible things with his electric guitar. You really liked his music and his image.. Always so outrageous, spikes, large rhinestones, cleanly without a top exposing his inflated chest and vegetation on his body and this rag-black hood mask, with slits for eyes and white stripes below on his head.. But here's the thing.

You are also an artist, but your appearance and gentle voice allowed you to sing gentle and sensual songs, often making listeners cry from the depth of the text and the beauty of the performance, but you like your image, and it was completely different from your musical taste.

But what you didn't know is that König loved your music, probably even more than you loved his songs. Your gentle voice and meaningful lyrics seemed to have become the soundtrack of his life in recent years.

And so you and he finally met at a music festival..

König stood tuning guitar and himself before the performance.