songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …

come in, be lost

© Omer Klein Trio, Berlin, 2017, Florian Fritsch

The instruments do not sleep in their dark cribs / They keep cool, meditate / They have speech with strangers (Omer Klein, poem by C.D. Wright)


one note at a time, connecting the heavenly spheres

© Jonas Westergaard, Berlin, 2017, Florian Fritsch

The music Pythagorean / One note at a time / Connecting the heavenly spheres / While I leaned against the bar / Surveying the premises / Through cigarette smoke (FIELD, poem by Charles Simic)


as if they’d like to turn their insides out

© Jonas Westergaard, Berlin, 2017, Florian Fritsch

There’s more than one kind of ghostly music in the air, all / Of them like the wind: you can’t see it / But you can see the leaves shiver in place / As if they’d like to turn their insides out (FIELD, poem by William Matthews)


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