I didn’t have a soul to throw my arms around
I want to take a journey to the devil down below, III
Drawing details
I’d rather have the blues, I, documentation
I’d rather have the blues, I
I’d rather have the blues, II
YOU and ME (Atemzüge eines Sommertags)
YOU and ME (Atemzüge eines Sommertags), installation view
Baby let me follow you down, I
Baby let me follow you down, II
Baby let me follow you down, III
Darkness at the break of noon
Took me way down to that red hot land
I want to take a journey to the devil down below, I
I want to take a journey to the devil down below, II
I want to take a journey to the devil down below, III
You’re gonna quit me, baby
Dear landlord, please heed these words that I speak
I woke up this morning with an awful aching head
I woke up this morning with an awful aching head, detail
I went to the crossroads
Half my soul belongs to you
Sometimes it gets so hard you see
Love, oh love, oh careless love
I saw the first fall of snow
Death Letter Blues, documentation
M’avresti consolato
Who among them do they think could bury you, I
Who among them do they think could bury you, II
Who among them do they think could bury you, III
For the trees to drop
For the trees to drop, performance with James Banner
Way down in my heart there is an ache and pain
Ain‘t no grave can hold my body down, I
Ain’t no grave can hold my body down, II
Next time I see you
Giorno per giorno
I ain’t got so many matches but I got so far to go
Put it right here (or keep it out there)
But where are you tonight, sweet Mary
Carrie Lee, Carrie Lee, I wonder where in the world you can be, I
And shine their emptiness down on my bed
Take it right back
Me and the devil, we’re walking side by side
Whatever gets you through the the night, it’s alright, it’s alright
But then, now again, not too many can be like you fortunately, I
But then, now again, not too many can be like you fortunately, II, III
When lilacs last in the dooryard bloomed
Hitting heavens high
Come and sit by my side, if you love me
But it breaks my heart to give it away
Rollin’ high and mighty traps
Moist stash, performance with Steve Whipple
There was a time when you let me know what’s really going on below
Oh me, oh my, I’m sittin’ and thinkin’ of the days gone by
For you I have been absent in the spring
Treiben
But my nerves were kicking
You keep yours and I hold on to mine
Promessus
Whatever you wish to keep you better grab it fast
Whatever you wish to keep you better grab it fast, IX
Im Schlaf ohne Schlaf
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