the west german urge to listen to herbert grönemeyer on a sunny sunday in crown heights
the west german urge to listen to herbert grönemeyer on a sunny sunday in crown heights
counterpoint: the East German urge to listen to Reinhard Lakomy on a sunny Sunday in Kensington (I just got a copy of “Der Traum von Asgard” on vinyl)
"Tief im Westen, wo die Sonne verstaubt"