Soon we can finally make music together again: for, with and by the audience.
door Raffaela Herbert
Tourists, day trippers and passers-by block sidewalks and porches. Even for a raised hand full of letters of mourning they don’t give way. The deliverer can get the disease. It’s still a holiday, a free country.
by Diana Ozon
Darkshadows of mind
Psychiatry in the city, disco at the clinic