I will shamelessly quote from the excellent review by David Smyth in London's 10th Feb Evening Standard, as it magnificently sums up the Rammstein concert experience to a complete outsider.  For concert virgins, it's a completely awe inspiring spectacle of flame and fury that could entertain and be remembered just on the strength of the stage performance alone.  We all remember that first concert:  seeing a grown man sprout a pair of metal angel wings (how he bears the weight of them AND sings is anybody's guess) that themselves bequeath volcanic eruptions of flame and glory to an unsuspecting audience makes the spine tingle.

"Rammstein are unlikely candidates for British arena rock domination.  They reached number 30 in our singles charts once, in 2002.  They rarely sing in English, barrel chested Lindemann taking full advantage of his native tongue's guttural power to deliver his lyrics like a man bringing up his dinner.  But their concerts speak a universal language of flaming terror, a singeing spectacle that leaves fans with huge smiles on their faces for having survived it intact.

I must have raved to more people about the Rammstein live experience than about any other band, and I don't even care much for metal's Sturm und Drang usually.  The Berlin sextet put on a show like no other act I've ever witnessed, from rock heavyweights to arena pop glamour-pusses."

Imagine for David Smyth the deepened sense of understanding he'd get from knowing what the lyric were about!  A copy of my book is already on its way to him:  to have such a great review from the hard-to-please British press can only help the band's reputation as universal entertainers par excellence, regardless of the language they sing in.