BARBARA BARBARA MANNHEIM:
First time morning rice milk in a bowl with something grown in
a field & banana. Slipping fast down autobahns with pre-office
speedsters. Silhouette trees hallelujah dance by the side of
roads concealing Spring’s first bloom on the limbs of naked bushes.
Fat houses squat at curbside adorned in generic signatures,
hand-me-down tags of 3rd generation night crawlers. Mug of tea,
telephone ringing, sat alone on cold stone overlooking
dressage arenas carpeted in tiny shreds of clay-dipped rag. I cut
my finger on a piece of glass listening to a voice transmitting
light from Lisbon. Man who gave freely.
Today, our friends Liima release their album.
(K)
Not a bad morning at all.
Red ➕
Magic bus…
ROA kreuzberg
Magic wall*
Barbara Barbara…
All flesh
&
No bone*
Thanks for The great concert!
You are fabulous!
Greetings from Wertheim
Giules Tondo