Red means danger … but we men without a past love the danger. And red is an invitation to the blues: Stepping in, ordering, the band keeps playing & finally dancing the night away. Red is a dangerous invitation to the blues. That’s where we’re going because for us there is no other way … at Agerskov Inn. The whiskey, the blues, the red, buddy. Always the blues!
ay, Fritsch, buddy, men like us love danger, we love the red of intoxicated blood and wine and fire and women of the night, ay, buddy, and we walk into those dangers with eyes wide open unable to look away even if we know where it all will end, even if we know where it all will end ….
ay, Zamoysky, Princessa, Southern Jutland, a land of fog and rain and marshes and molehills, has an almost gothic feel to it which is difficult to resist, and when a red inn with a history of several hundred years appears in the dark night a weary traveller has but a choice, should he pass the smoking man who lurchs in darkness and enter, or should he continue through the village and disappear into the night from which he emerged ….
I do hope you are still alive MK
Please give a Life Sign OMG
I might be overreacting as well yet
the Energies are so depressing these Days
Wish you all well and stay safe please
it is so awfull here I pray
I want to Escape again hihi but I can’t
ay, Zamoysky, Princessa, Old Man Captain K is on top of his game – I’ve got the range and the speed to change – and I do appreciate your concern, Madonna!
(oh – and I want to escape too 😀 )
the winds are howling here. it is pitch dark, and my day is finally over at 2 pm. Ry Cooder staged a couple of shows at The Great American Music Hall in San Fransisco two years ago. the recordings are playing here right now. me gusta mucho, bonita!