The legendary Mount Grimming in Styria is more than just a namesake — it is the very source of inspiration for this Austrian death metal steamroller. Razor-sharp, chainsaw guitars and ferocious, relentless vocals collide with lyrics forged from the deep and ancient legends of Styria itself. Full Metal Mayrhofen Full Metal — honestly, what more could you possibly want?
Here, the boss still DJs himself! Good for him — because the Don of Metal commands a fully loaded arsenal of the heavy and the even heavier. And great for us — because where else can you burn down the dancefloor in such a relaxed atmosphere with the boss himself? Chill the Helbing — DJ Hüby is coming.
Metalheads, behold — the Tyrolean ground cracks open and spits two Cowgirls straight into the Zillertal. Cowgirls From Hell — and the name is absolutely no coincidence. This British DJ duo carves a blazing path from the glacier straight back into the inferno. Armed with hellishly good anthems from our favorite music realm and razor-sharp transitions, they turn even the most stubborn non-dancers into full-blown movement machines. Warning: scorching hot.
Is it a bird? No.
Is it a plane? No.
It’s The Butcher Sisters.
Anyone reading the band name backwards might notice one thing: après-ski. Which means they fit the Zillertal like a fist fits a bucket. We shout hallelujah while loading the party cannons to give the Mannheim crew the welcome they deserve.
And the latest additions really bring the heat:
Die Butcher Sisters starten unsere halsbrecherische Abfahrt Richtung Zillertal. Dicht gefolgt von der steirischen Death Metal Größe Grimming.
With Evil Jared & Krogi, two more absolute slope demons are ready to hit the boards. Speaking of the devilish — the british DJ duo Cowgirls From Hell burn their way straight from the glacier to the purgatory. Equipped with unseen precision and a whole lotta hits out of the hard and heavy.
With DJ Hüby, DJ Markus Babbel, and the mysterious SM Pitcontrol, the holy trinity of the dancefloor has assembled. While others dedicate their lives to the slopes, this fearless trio invites you to some proper neck-wrecking action on the dancefloor.
No Full Metal Mayrhofen riot without a solid dose of tradition. And that’s why we’re flying Maschine in — and weighing him in Kasspatzen, no less.
To make sure the whole madness blends just right, Die Analphabeten crank every dial up to twelve.
It’s going to be fast. And honestly — Full Metal Mayrhofen, what more could your heart possibly want?
No party in the Zillertal without Die Analphabeten. It’s an unwritten law — just like the officially mandatory minimum amount of Helbing consumed during a DJ Hüby set. The Tyrolean word acrobats are booked for maximum vibes and musical mayhem, and as expected, they’ll absolutely deliver. One thing’s for sure: the self-proclaimed mountain POets know exactly how to bring the Zillertal to a boiling point.
Ein Mann über den so vieles bereits gesagt oder geschrieben wurde. Dessen Name bei Fans und Verehrern global einen ganz speziellen Klang hat und für ein wohliges Gefühl an den richtigen Stellen sorgt. Wenn wir hier gleich die eine Frage stellen, dann nicht aus Gewohnheit, sondern weil wir uns vor Showmaster-Können, Authentizität und Integrität eines echten Originals verbeugen. Wir könnten uns deutlich Schlimmeres als das vorstellen, denn wer liebt euch und wen liebt ihr?
Bayrisches Kulturgut mit auf die Tiroler Berge nehmen? Darf man das überhaupt? Für die kultige Blechblos’n haben wir uns eine Sondergenehmigung geholt. Keine Sorge, die Lords of Blasinstrumente haben sich natürlich was Besonderes für die Alpiin-Metaller überlegt.
Und ein bisschen Bierzelt hat noch nie geschadet.
Attention! Attention! This is your commander speaking. Metalheads, take the dancefloor — fists in the air, bodies in motion — NOW! No standing still, no hesitation. Every riff is an order. Pit Control has taken command. And now: GO OFF!
Once upon a time, the great green stages of the world lay at his feet. From Munich to Liverpool, the biggest arenas were his home. Today, he brings Metalheads from all over the globe together — and still leaves legs (or neck vertebrae) completely twisted. Curtain up for a man of taste, expertise, and a playlist that’ll tie your ankles in knots: DJ Markus Babbel.
