songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
leave each night, a new horizon finally calls me in
© Sankt Pauli, Hamburg, 2015, Florian Fritsch

When I have strayed in the wilderness / First come silence then you ring the bell / You can have my heart, not my secret / Shepherd girl of the afterworld / Shepherd girl of the afterworld (Jason Molina & Will Johnson) Unmade Beds // Fotografien von Florian Fritsch vom 03.04. bis 02.05.2015 in der […]

the territory’s shape does change with the shadows of my moon
© Harvestehude, Hamburg, 2014, Florian Fritsch

A whisper to the morning light / Don’t take my night from me / Now or never is all I see / Time follows time / The rising does not have to rise / It’s already in Dana’s eyes / The rising does not have to rise / It’s all written in her eyes / […]

except the cold & the quiet & the blues to sing about it
© Menü, Hamburg, 2015, Florian Fritsch

But I could sight read those slangy lips / I could sight read those hips / And anyway out loud she says / Hey sucker are you lonely / Well that’s alright (Jason Molina)