songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
left my home down on the rural route
© Ballhaus Erheiterung, Meldorf, 2014, Florian Fritsch

Well I stopped into every place in town / This city life has really got me down / I got the honky tonk blues / Yeah the honky tonk blues / Well Lord I got em, I got the ho-on-ky tonk blues (Hank Williams)

never seen a night so long when time goes crawling by
© Friedrichskoog-Spitze, Schleswig-Holstein, 2014, Florian Fritsch

Hear that lonesome whippoorwill / He sounds too blue to fly / The midnight train is whining low / I’m so lonesome I could cry / I’ve never seen a night so long / When time goes crawling by / The moon just went behind the clouds / To hide its face and cry (Hank [...]

but I swear, the land it listened to the stories that we told
© Baltic Sea, Zingst, 2013, Florian Fritsch

And here we sit / Singing words nobody taught us / Drinking fire and spitting sawdust / Trying to teach ourselves to breathe / We haven’t yet / But every chorus brings us closer / Every flyer and every poster / Gives a piece of what we need / And the sand that they call [...]