songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
if I blew up my own bridges would I only hurt myself
© Landungsbrücken, Hamburg, 2017, Florian Fritsch

Did you wake up to the thunder of the dead streets down below? / Did you hear the wind a-howlin’ through some demon radio? / Oh no, I know it’s so hard to go (Alejandro Escovedo)

so I might make it through the night
© Alejandro Escovedo, Berlin, 2017, Florian Fritsch

So I count my blessings in this world of sin / The holes in the walls let the cold come in / Could I use your skin to keep me warm / So I might make it through the night (Alejandro Escovedo)

run to the river, the water will heal your wounds
© Vejers Strand, Denmark 2012 by Fritsch

Run for cover, run for cover the storm is breaking / Father, son, mother, daughter, their earth is shaking / Run to the river, the water is cool / Run to the river the water will heal your wounds (Alejandro Escovedo)