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

you ain’t lonely just let me be your ticket home
© Obentrautstr., Berlin, 2016, Florian Fritsch

You ain’t alone / So why you lonely? / There you go on the dark end of the street / Are you scared to tell somebody how you feel about somebody? / Are you scared what somebody gonna think? / Are you scared to wear your heart out on your sleeve? / Are you scared [...]

for the sound we revere
© Nasheet Waits, Berlin, 2016, Florian Fritsch

But the drumhead rolled by name: / How you sound is / Who you are / Like drumsound / Backing back to root / Roosting at the meeting place / The time that has always been here (Avishai Cohen, poem Keorapetse Kgositsile)