A composer of operas as a western hero? Mozart's librettist as a mob boss? A native American as a balloon pilot? Kurt Palm creates an enthralling mix of outrageous madness and historical detail in his story about the Wild West. Bored of society, Gioachino Rossini accepts an outlandish challenge. His uncle has left him a saloon and a piece of farmland in Missouri and neither a stormy passage over the Atlantic, nor the hardships of 1700 kilometers of travel can deter our hero. Once Indian Kamalesh, Ringgold, the escaped slave and Native American Big Thunder join his quest, Rossini and his whirlwind crew cannot be stopped!

Things are brewing together in Bad Fucking: first, Vitus Schallmoser (weirdo) is found dead in his lair. Then Camilla Glyck (Federal Office of Criminal Investigation) is ordered to find the whereabouts of Marie Sperr (interior secretary), who, more or less on the side, works as a building contractor and has planned to have an asylum seekers’ hostel built in Bad Fucking. And while a team of cheerleaders practices on the sports ground of Bad Fucking, Jagoda Dragicevic (cleaning lady) decides to blackmail Dr. Ulrich (dentist) with a nude picture. In the meantime, Ludmilla Jesenská (burglar) flees from her pursuers to Vienna: she took photographs of mysterious cave paintings in Bad Fucking. All this (and more) happens while a heat wave brings almost all of Europe to a standstill and thousands of eels as well as a killer thunderstorm move towards Bad Fucking.

The miracle of Bern? Germany, a summer fairy tale? The hot battle of Lausanne outshines everything. Kurt Palm recounts. Lausanne, June 26th, 1954: At 40 degrees Celsius in the shade, the teams of Austria and Switzerland meet in the final of the World Cup 1954. Austria is considered as the favourite, 32.000 Swiss fans heat up the spirits. Kurt Schmied, the Austrian goalkeeper, has a sunstroke but is not allowed to be substituted and wobbles between the posts. What happened then is legendary: One wouldn’t believe it if it hasn’t been historical for long. The game ended 7:5. Today it doesn’t matter for whom: both teams made history with it. It’s the game that preceded the miracle of Bern and at the same time outshades it: 5 goals in 10 minutes, 12 goals in total – there have never been more goals in a Word Cup game. The record is unbeaten to this day. Kurt Palm reports the story of those 90 minutes and tells stories around the game and its protagonists. He creates a lively picture of the period and reminds of a hisorical event that of all people involved Kurt Schmied, the hero of the game, couldn’t remember anymore after the final whistle.

Zum 251. Geburtstag von Wolfgang Mozart - glauben Sie uns: Sie wissen noch immer nicht genug! Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart? Komponist, Salzburg, „Eine kleine Nachtmusik“, bam ba bam ba bam ba bam ba ba. Und was wissen Sie sonst noch? Wurde Mozart von einer Amme gestillt? Spielte Mozart Fußball? War Mozart mit Winnetou befreundet? Hatte Mozart mehr als einen Vogel? War Mozarts Vogel ein Genie? Trank Mozart seinen Kaffee mit Milch? Wein oder lieber Bier? Hatte Mozart wirklich Schuhgröße 36? Hat Mozart jemals Erdäpfelsalat gegessen? Warum besaß Mozart, als er verarmt starb, neun Hosen, neun Hemden und einen Pelzmantel? Sehen Sie, das Mozart-Jahr ist spurlos an Ihnen vorüber gegangen. Kurt Palm liefert ein Da capo in 47 Stücken, mit Zeichnungen von Tex Rubinowitz. Das ist Ihre letzte Chance. Nutzen Sie sie!

Where is the child prodigy? In the shadow of Mozart, even murder becomes art. Birgit has disappeared: The ten year-old musical prodigy is abducted in Salzburg, right under Mozart’s eyes, so to speak. This happens just when she is supposed to compete in the finals of an international piano competition after beating her friend Anja, daughter of a respectable family, in the semi-finals. Her friend’s father, manager of the state’s largest energy corporation, political lackey and pawn declared fair game in the local political scene, is definitely keen on seeing his daughter make a quick career. His ambition catches the attention of chief inspector Laber, who, struggling to solve his first case, must find his place in an intricate web of power and music, beauty and cruelty. From one day to the next, fingers in the city start pointing in several directions – to the murderer as well? All the while, Mozart silently weeps on his pedestal: full of anger, but also full of laughter and ardor for this book.

Novak is a late bloomer when it comes to the wide world of emotions, which he discovers in a hospital, of all places. Because his hospital roommate keeps him from sleeping, the Indonesian nurse Manuela lends him her walkman and tapes, thus infecting him with her love of opera. After being discharged Novak somehow can’t get back into the routine of his regular, ordinary life. Manuela has opened his ears – not only to opera, but also to the annoying racket of everyday life: noise from lawn mowers, jackhammers and his wife Herta. While he continues his new of listening to opera, Herta suspects another woman behind his new passion. She’s not that far off the mark. But Manuela suddenly disappears. Was she merely an illusion on the stage of Novak’s middle-aged dreams? Or could his wife somehow be involved in her quiet disappearance? Even without her, the grand finale is a striking as an opera: cruelly dramatic.