and so it was, we crossed the border, out of the elevator,
and back into the lime of light, some shows ahead us,
Ion and I smoked, while Vincent kept his eyes closed,
we listened to the people entering the vault.
we have come down from the soggily basement
we have travelled with the visions of bold reinvention
we have traversed the prospects and their strangeness
entering one of your majestic cities
to be with you this or the other night.
our plans so far:
apr 30th, weberknecht, vienna
may 10th, szigony, hungary
jun 23rd, club wakuum, graz (styria)