songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
I left a friend & my Loiusianna
© Karneval der Kulturen, Berlin 2012 by Fritsch

I left a friend and my Louisianna / But in other countries, good bye savannah / Instead of giving us bombs / Give us powered pumps so that at least / We can have what we need to live / To have a better life and knowledge and wisdom (Ali Farka Toure)

it’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there
© Karneval der Kulturen; Berlin 2012 by Fritsch

I was born here and I’ll die here against my will / I know it looks like I’m moving, but I’m standing still / Every nerve in my body is so vacant and numb / I can’t even remember what it was I came here to get away from / Don’t even hear a murmur […]

going home, rolling home
© Mathildenhöhe, Darmstadt 2012 by Fritsch

I think I know now what’s making me sad / It’s a yearnin‘ for my own back yard / I realize maybe I was wrong to leave / Better swallow up my silly country pride / Going home, rolling home / Down to gasoline alley where I was born (Rod Stewart)