Off… To Krakow and Warsaw…
"It was in this old, royal, academic city that I turned from a child into a young man. I was taught friendship there, and admiration; there, I experienced the thoughts and indignations typical of a boy of my age." Well; not really boy anymore but definitely as immature! But why Krakow you ask? Because Krakow never could, and still cannot live without music - and music feels best in Krakow, where it is understood best! After which we turn our gaze to Warsaw where Satellite Beaver and Elvis Deluxe will guide us from dusty watering hole to grimy drinking sheds. Where we will heroically send off the days and call for the night to never end. And when the joyous and simple funeral is over we continue full speed; right down the middle of the stream and listen to the chatter in all the different bars; until the very end… And in the morning the sentiment will blaze at you, luminous and terrifying, like a flash of lightning in a serene sky:
‘Exterminate all the brutes!’
See y'all in a week!
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