songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
we would cut the lights, race the moon right over the trees
© Bamberger Str., Berlin, 2017, Florian Fritsch

Once we drove all night / Wind in our hair, blood in our cheeks / We would cut the lights / Race the moon right over the trees / Drink the bottle dry / Watch the sun rise out of the sea (Caitlin Canty)

this is Christmas, for weak & for strong, the rich & the poor ones
© Bamberger Str., Berlin, 2016, Florian Fritsch

And so this is Christmas / For weak and for strong / The rich and the poor ones / The road is so long / And so happy Christmas / For black and for white / For yellow and red ones / Let’s stop all the fight / A very merry Christmas / And a [...]

a bruised & a fallen sky pressed all up against us
© Fürstenfeldbruck, Bayern, 2016, Florian Fritsch

It’s a bruised and a fallen sky / Pressed all up against us / And it’s just as true, so far away / But I can be there by breakfast / I just drive on through to you / So as the past goes breaking by / Where are you tonight? (Richard Buckner as sung [...]