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

a drinkin’, smokin’, nighttime ramblin’ kinda man

© THERE IS NO TIME FOR THIS, Berlin, 2015, Florian Fritsch

Well I’m gonna do some smokin’ / I’m gonna smoke all that good stuff that I can / Well I’m gonna do some tokin’ / I’m gonna smoke all that best stuff across this land / Cause I’m a drinkin’, smokin’, nighttime ramblin’ kinda man (Hank III)

Just a few days left. And believe me THERE IS A TIME FOR THIS: Unmade beds at the ZustandsZone from April 3rd til May 2nd. Make sure to be there on Friday 3rd at 6. Meet gentle people at the heart of Friday night. Right there. Right here. Hamburg. Come over, have a drink or two … I’ll be there each Friday from 6 to 8.30.


carnivals & backyard fun & everywhere else in between

© Hallesches Ufer, Berlin, 2015, Florian Fritsch

I’ve played in bars and nursing homes / And train stations out west / Carnivals and backyard fun / And everywhere else in between / Bless the ones who helped the cause / And damn those hearts of stone / Couches, floors and fold-out beds / Just thankful for a place to lay my head (William Elliott Whitmore)

Preparing the next weeks at the ZustandsZone. Opening my first exhibition at the greatest little galery. Point. Shoot. Frame. And take the train going west to explore unmade beds from April 3rd til May 2nd in Hamburg. Always Friday from 6 to 8.30. Hope to meet you at the heart of Friday night.


no other language I know how to speak

© Willy-Brandt-Haus, Berlin, 2015, Florian Fritsch

I’m no builder, I’m no gardener / I sing some songs, have a friend who’s a photographer / There ain’t no other language I know how to speak / Some like their water shallow and I like mine deep (Black Crowes)


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