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 […]

She just said, „Joe, I gotta go / We had it once, we ain’t got it anymore“ / She packed her bags, left me behind / She bought a ticket on the Central Line / Nights as I sleep, I hear that whistle whining / I feel her kiss in the misty rain / And […]