songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
I won’t listen to their words ’cause I like birds
© Sankt Pauli, Hamburg, 2016, Florian Fritsch

I don’t care for walking downtown / Crazy auto-car gonna mow me down / Look at all the people like cows in a herd / Well, I like birds (Eels)

the city moaned & smoldered
© Athina Kontou, Berlin, 2016, Florian Fritsch

It was hard going – / Stagnant and smoldered … / The city moaned and smoldered / Tin cans on the banks like shackles … / To be discovered, in the open … (Johannes Bigge Trio, poem by Lawson Fusao Inada)

smeared like a sunset with nothing left to loose
© Selbstportrait mit Hut, Berlin, 2015, Florian Fritsch

Some days fall in numbers one by one / Some days I’m caught between the twilight and the dawn / I think I did run out of luck without you / Smeared like a sunset with nothing left to loose / Here I am, here I drink and here I’ll be gone / Singing swing [...]