songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
never seen a night so long when time goes crawling by
© Friedrichskoog-Spitze, Schleswig-Holstein, 2014, Florian Fritsch

Hear that lonesome whippoorwill / He sounds too blue to fly / The midnight train is whining low / I’m so lonesome I could cry / I’ve never seen a night so long / When time goes crawling by / The moon just went behind the clouds / To hide its face and cry (Hank [...]

lost somewhere between here & there
© Glamour, Berlin, 2014, Florian Fritsch

Tear my posters down from the wall / Don’t wanna worship no dead heroes / Everything I owned I sold / I got lost somewhere between here and there / I’m not sure what the town was called (Courtney Barnett)

liberties that we can’t do without seem to disappear like ghosts
© Hölgesstr., Darmstadt, 2014, Florian Fritsch

I’ve been stuck here in this town, if you could call it that, a year or two / I never do what I’m supposed to do / I don’t even need a name anymore / When no one calls it out, it kinda vanishes away / No one gives a damn about the things I [...]