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

to be out of place, gorgeous & alone

© Gneisenaustr., Berlin, 2014, Florian Fritsch

This is what love is for / To be out of place / Gorgeous and alone / Face to face / With no larger problems / That need to be erased / Nothing more important / Than to know someone’s listening / Now, I know you’ll be listening (Wilco)


stepping on the platform, trying to see you through the rain

© Selbstportrait mit Lampe, Berlin 2014, Florian Fritsch

I taught myself to tolerate the pain / All the loneliness and boredom and the work I did in vain / All the work we did in vain, now I’m not the same as I was / I’ve done my tour of duty now I’ll try to do what a civilian does (Jason Isbell)


just me myself & the secrets that live within the walls

© Raum 127, Saarbrücken, Florian Fritsch, 2014

Well it’s a pretty bad place outside this door / I could go out there but I don’t see what for / And I’m happy living here in the dark on the edge of my mind / And it’s nobody else’s business / Now it’s just me myself and the secrets that live within the walls of the mansions of los feliz (Eels)


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