The anarchic songs of Canadian Wendy McNeill are about eating and being eaten. About taming savageness or allowing it, about courageously diving into the dark or standing in bright light without protection. Some call her acoustic music Folk Noir, others describe it as Space Folk: Wendy McNeill is an ascetic who needs no more than a double bass as an orchestra, in the bright afternoon light on the clearing of Sebalder Platz. Strays from Bardentreffen will be raring to howl at the sun.