"The crosses of old grey churches"
from September by D. Sylvian
Old school SigInt
"History smells of traitor
History smells of whore”
from Die Nelke, by Rome
One day under the Siegessäule.
Just a bang and the clutter…
[Right hand side frame still from Wim Wenders’ film]
–So, why are you doing all this?– he asked
–I’m doing it because this time, to quote Mr Grant, I am the Hallelujah Man!– his friend replied.
At that point everything seemed to be clear. The only thing he could do was to sit back and laugh.
To live, love and cry in Europe.
(Part 3 – Over the Alps)
In a while, crocodile!
Of scallops and long walks
The Cult of Eurydice (Part 2) – The Doors to the Underworld
Cone or Koan?
Wedge or Double Wedge?
The Spirit Of Marienbad
On the turning away