songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
long is the struggle, hard the fight
© Kirche, Berlin, 2015, Florian Fritsch

And now, now everyone got nervous / Because everyone was hungry too / And everyone was wondering / What was the next thing he would do / And the, the preacher, he kept preaching / He said, “Now I’ll remind you if I may / You all better pay attention / And I might decide [...]

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)

the only sound left is the morning bird singing
© Potsdamer Str., Berlin, 2015, Florian Fritsch

Ain’t got no money, cupboards are bare / No cigarettes and the kids got nothing to wear / She walked out without a word / Now the only sound left is the morning bird singing / Blue skies over my head / Give me another reason to get out of bed / Blue skies shine [...]