el condor pasa ...
i need to share some more pictures of my visit in salzburg at a pretty awesome friend of mine in january. i'm still thinking about these two days in the mountains and in nature. i ate "pofesen" for the first time in my life... quite a lot of them. and i loved them. they are something like soulfood. and i drank schnaps at noon for the first time in my life which was not so good... but ok and i handled it without vomiting :) and i slept in such a cold, cold room. and it was oh so wonderful. being in a house that is heated with wood is very special. everything smells special, cozy and warm. and there was an evening with singing and they let me to sing together with them even if they were way better than i am. i loved it. "el condor pasa" was one of the songs we sang, and it didn't work out so well. but at least it was a big laugh. so here's another thank you for these lovely days...
rise
"look how low i've sunk / don't ask me to rise"
"we can make plans / i'll give all i can / you were my man / on the gold coast sand / we can break plans / i'll keep all i can / you'll be my friends / and start over again / and you can go i can't find you / there's no space, there's no time / but don't leave my mind" (azure ray)
another concert. it's only the end of february and there have been more concerts than in all of the last years. years ago i listened to azure ray once. i think there must be a cd somewhere in this house. but we can't find it. maybe it was never there. i think they were too sad for me back than. now i loved them. these wonderful sweet fairies were awesome on stage. their dresses, their appearance, their echo, their sound... and these wonderful sad lyrics. i loved their story of being friends like forever and always being able to make each other laugh. friends are very special. and you need to keep those you love the most forever. no matter how hard things are sometimes. there was sun in vienna for these last days... i can't help but think of slacklines in the sun. and falling down again, and again, and again.
and good morning - midnight is working... we have a new skirt and a new dress. the whole march will be full of sewing new pieces. and the following month will be full of sewing old pieces for the upcoming shows and fairs. today another confirmation arrived. good morning - midnight will be part of the wonderful webermarkt haslach. we are so much looking forward to this.
budapest #2
budapest
oh my... i was in budapest. and after that i was in praque. looking under every stone for something. for a path. for a sign. for something, that means something. budapest is just a few hours train ride away from vienna and i've never been there before. i have no idea why. it is awesome and i loved it oh so much. there is a spa around every corner, the city glows in the dark and the danube is just amazing. and the bridges. these wonderful bridges. i wandered through the city for one day and visited the gellert-spa the other day. and this awesome gellert-spa. i loved it so much. one can't compare it to this soulless spas around here. it was so different. old and atmospheric and warm and special. i felt so good there in this warm and special water... and under this warm and special showers. and in this fantastic old building. i'm in love with budapest. and i want to go for a swim in the gellert every week from now on. every day to be honest.
and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever...
everyday / is not silent / everyday / is not grey
but how often you may question the questions again /
not every wine is a headache / nor's every headache a rhyme /
everyday... is neither silent / nor is it just grey (valina)
another day, another concert. another day, another dance as ballboy sing in a wonderful song. i'm hitting the road at the moment. haunting from one place to another, looking for things that mean something. or for nothing that means everything. at the moment the ship to escape leads to budapest. and ship to escape is a song by valina. last weeks concert. and this was oh so different. both great. both so completely ... different.
i saw francis international airport play live for the first time a couple of years ago as a support for bishop allen. i loved them very much. they were a bit too sad as a support for bishop allen. but they were awesome. this time they were the headliner. diver was the support. wonderful, lovely, heartwarming. "we get hurt, we get lost, we get found"... a glimpse of hope, a promise? i would love not to get found but to find myself. somewhere between concerts, walks on tops of mountains and places, i've never seen before. turning around every stone. looking for something as judith hermann writes in one of her stories. and francis international airport were pretty great, also heartwarming and full of fantastic lyrics and breaks. a little grey and silent. but everyday is not silent nor is it just grey. some days are blue and green and pink and bright white. and wonderful.
rear windows
i see the fire burn / from my window tonight (agnes kain)
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