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 / […]

And then I saw the dream’s dark spring / Hurricanes of jazz born from the underworld / „Saint Louis Gal with a diamond ring“ / Danced with hoboes while the thunder swirled! (e.s.t., poem by Maxwell Bodenheim) Unmade Beds // Fotografien von Florian Fritsch vom 03.04. bis 02.05.2015 in der ZustandsZone, Königstr. 16, 22767 Hamburg.

Hey little girl, is your daddy home? / Did he go away and leave you all alone? / Mmm, I got a bad desire / Oh, Oh, Oh I’m on fire / Tell me now baby, is he good to you? / Can he do to you the things that I do? / I can […]