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

thinking ’bout this back road & where it will lead us to
© T., Berlin, 2015, Florian Fritsch

I’m heading north on some old and dusty gravel road / Heading to where the wind hit heavy on the shore line / I’m going to where the weather always suits my clothes / Heading down back road 49 (SongDogs)

I can always close my eyes to see
© Sankt Pauli, Hamburg, 2016, Florian Fritsch

I’m old but not broken / Leaning heavy on hope and I’m hoping / I can always close my eyes to see / I’m tired but not sleepy / There’s a vision every night that I’m keeping / And the sun must rise for my eyes to see (Down Like Silver)