I met my Mich. (II)

Pigeon eclipse the nocturnal streets was flowing, the moon hid his light behind thick clouds. Some snowflakes danced in the pale light showers of street lanterns. I almost slipped, but beherzter a grip on one of the lanterns saved my pants ground before contact with eismatschigem reason. Before I went, with strubbelschwarzen hair and cozy winter jacket, a young guy, probably as big as me. Since the oats pricked me, I went quicker step behind him, took him almost one and typed him on the left shoulder, a step quickly to the right to do so. He turned around. Sah anyone. His facial features derailed confused. I brought the index finger and said: "Haa-haa!" He grinned spitzbübisch me and said: "What are you only for a fox." The cold lamp license reflected in the entspiegelten scratches his glasses. And I saw that I was he. Then his arm suddenly went high and almost frightened! - He whispered: "Behind you! A dreiköpfiger monkey! " Now I turned schreckerstarrt back. Nothing. A lone Bäckerelieferwagen, lots of darkness, ice cold, lanterns. Then we grinned at each other and said almost simultaneously: "Verarschen I can be alone." Shortly later: "And together it's almost even better."

Denkwürdig

"Why am Rhein's not already in the Middle Ages ferries have? They have yet even in ancient Egypt on the Nile alone. "

Au lit avec "au lait"?

Someone puts it, or someday with someone or without someone for any reason in any bed. That is not necessarily amazed, and I am no different. And once since New Stem apparently keen interest aufkeimt, insights into the Schlafgemächer netzumtriebiger erhaschen writers to give me at least a photographic glimpse into the area where I mainly to nachtschlafender aufhalte time in which I durchlebe bizarre dreams in which I gedimmtem light reading great novels, in which I famoser with music beschallen leave. An enormously comfortable, the pleasures to be quite diverse and inviting opportunity. My höchstpersönliche cushion Burg, my bed.

Kramen subjects in the so-called, as they only rarely should

The glove compartment was for a ausgeleierter, seated wrong word sweater that term for that is what it means, and everyone knows it. So I propose a fast regular exchange, finally finds itself behind the flap nothing that keeps the fingers warm. And everything that I think are souvenirs from the old, better times, while the shimmer of your tail lights in the direction of East dissolves, where you have a better life to believe. I was looking for some legal sweep, the rain rattled on the radiator cap when I came to pictures, which I have long tried to forget. And so, the idea drilled into my head that it's too important, as it had been. But I have absolutely no hint of an alleged debt of how our love slowly zerbröckelt. And here, where disappointment and regret at verkeilen, I lay awake on the night.

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Tätäää, tätääää, tätääää

Today is only slightly different than last year. Konfettikanone march, Alaaf-Rückholbändchen sits. Dr Dom let Mer in Munster. Helau.

The wild North West

It will be dangerous in the giant meadow lengths my hometown especially when no hot tea with Kluntje and Rahmwulkje within reach. Instead of flashing guns and live ammunition, it is so far in the East Frisian Plains advisable to look at Mehrfachteefiltern arm.

Sound Wood

From Switzerland will stockende flying objects thrown across the border. Michelle's has caught, I follow the invitation.

First A track .. From your earliest childhood.

As a four Zweieinhalbkäsehoch brought me through clever, even when watching the record player in the living room to operate. Besides Georges Moustaki, and the first two albums in the Dire Straits belonged primarily Hannes Wader to my discoveries. All too happy to primarily "Hannes Wader sings songs workers." And so as I moved through the tiny Steppke amuses East Frisian home village and sang "On to the fight, to fight, to fight, we are born" ... Before my parents took me to the chest and I kindly suggested, but perhaps now prefer a different song to sing. Since I did not understand what I sang and I Rosa Luxemburg for a maximum plüschpinkes neighbor stopped, I just felt that it seemed more appropriate songs for munteres walking through the neighborhood there.

Second A track .. You with your first great love assoziierst.

R.E.M. Night Swimming

Third A track .. The yourself to a holiday recalls.

"Exit music (for a film)" in the wonderful piano-jazz interpretation of Brad Mehldau Trio. In "fnac" in Bordeaux, these guided me throughout the France-1999 on vacation and still conjures images forgotten again.

Fourth A track .. Whatever you in the public do not want to admit so glad that you like him quite like it.

The trend, I think nothing of gustatory blinders. Permits, and what do you like lots. If, then perhaps "Blue (dabadidabadai)" by Eiffel 65, in the original while schröcklichst arranged, but in the version for piano selbstarrangierten suddenly almost irresistible.

Fifth A track .. The thee-plagued by lovelorn accompanied.

"How come your arms are not around me" from Kristofer Ĺstrřm & Hidden Truck. Has the black darkness rather verdüstert then, I was desperate longing but exactly.

Sixth A track .. You in your life probably heard most frequently spotted.

Difficult. Probably "Alice Childress" by Ben Folds Five debut.

Seventh A track .. The instrumental is your favorite.

The 2nd Sentence, the incredible Adagio from the 7th Symphony of Anton Bruckner (1883), which he on the death of Richard Wagner wrote. Unbelievably great music.

Eighth A track .. One of your favorite bands represented.

Achherrje, which is difficult. There are too many. But I suppose "Fog (again)" by Radiohead.

Ninth A track .. In which you yourself wiederfindest or where you are on a certain way feel understood.

Motor Psycho - Vortex surfer

10th A track .. The thee to a specific incident reminds (& what that is).

The very first kiss my first great love, I swapped its former parent before my disco to Trent Reznors words, "I want to fuck you like an animal" from Nine Inch Nails "Closer."

Eleventh A track .. At the best you can relax.

Again, the scenery was not appropriate. One of many possible answers is "Sicut cervus desiderat ad fontem" by Giovanni da Palestrina.

Twelfth A track .. For a really good time in your life.

Kettcar - dikes ... Almost exactly a year-then still very fresh and with rotweinverschüttetem Esprit.

Thirteenth A track .. The moment your favorite song.

One hardly answerable question chases the next. In short, almost spontaneously: "Last cruces jail" Two Gallants.

14th A track .. You devote your best friend would.

"Serpentine" by dEUS.

15th A track .. Where you have the feeling that it unless you like nobody listens.

"Too young" Blow Beat.

16th A track .. You mainly because its lyrics like.

A great many: The Weakerthans - Pamphleteer

17th A track .. Neither German nor English, and you very amusing.

"Mister Mayers Inst" By Kaizers Orchestra, "Ŕ étoile ton" of Noir Désir, "Glósloli" by Sigur Rós ... Hach, the Beschränlung to a single song mellows.


18th A track .. At the best you can abreagieren.

Tool-Stinkfist or Fall Of Troy-F.C.P.R.E.M.I.X.

19th A track .. At your funeral should be played.

The Nocturne in B flat minor by Chopin. Even if I have no wish to waste thoughts here.

20th A track .. You be the best of all time would expect.

From practicing guitarist zergniedelt, ausgelutscht and overstaying ... And yet, "Stairway to Heaven" by Led Zeppelin. And here would have a whole armada of other stroke of genius deserves to be mentioned, but ...

Weitergeworfen will not. Who likes's notes. But I would be interested in answering the following confessing music fanatics, for example, Burnster incredible, even if the floor to allergy suffers, Miss Fox, Ally, Nora, MC angle or Enno. Take it or leave it, anybody.