a very old poem that i wrote back in 1994 for Sonja Rajin from Belgrade, Serbia, Claudia Pramono from Jakarta, Indonesia, Sabrina Geissler, Germany, EU and Florence Gadeyne, France, EU, whom i met all three, later, in my life, personally.
Claudia in Jakarta, Sonja and Florence in London, at Suede’s final show in London’s ICA, the Institute of Contemporary Arts, as they gad called that venue. In that very week, Suede played all Tracks from their first 5 albums, in chronological order, one for each day. It was awesome. Only Sabrina i had met at the time, back then, personally.
Our Band’s called Suede, as it was my favourite back then im time. Sabrina i met near the place, where i lived, at her own birthday’s party. Riemekeviertel. The Street i lived within then was called Bernhard-K-Street, at Nr. 91. 5 guys studying information theory had rented 1 family house.
What a great, what a great Party time that was. In being so utterly lonely, Information Theory nerds, you know, we invited about all Students from that very Town we knew, literally, and i been drinking quite a lot of bitter-sweet Liqueur at that time.
It didn’t help me to get some woman, at all. So when i met your mother, years gone by bye, at West Frieden’s Hof, near Swm, St. Werke in Munich, where i’ve been working for Town’s infrastructure, my deputy. ‘Miss you so much. Cu, in due t, ‘Sir. U2.
Dave Gahan, Andrew Fletcher, and Sir Martin Gore. a sign? – who knows, man.
we were founding a family, back then.
Depeche Mode, Munich, Olympique Stadium. 13.06.2009.
on that very day, that was how i met your mother, young guy.
and that was all right, small Pirate’s child. To found a family, that was alright.
miss you so much, my little sun, your mother’s former … @mydarkstar .., your father.
The screen door slams,
Mary’s dress waves
Like a vision she dances
across the porch as the radio plays
In Memory of an honest person.
His name was Prince,
we the people.
and there be kindness.
and there be hope.
and there be dignity.
and there be truth.
and there be children.
and there be democracy.
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for Romy Madley Croft.
If I scream at the top of my lungs, will you hear what I don’t say?
If I dance like I’m on a stage, will you see I seem out of place?
just a personal, sweet memory of mine, reblogged 25 04 2017, to celebrate my 47th birthday.
all songs recorded by Martin Bernhardt on a Yamaha P-120S Stage Piano.
let’s start with a few impressions.
enjoy #2015. as this is our time. your time.
🎹🎸. 🎨. 💻. 📲. 🎧.
too many friends. inspired by placebo.
use your time. be creative.
the world is not waiting for you.
but maybe you have something to give, nevertheless.
❄️⛅️. 🌱🌾🌿🍂. 🌎.
politics. inspired by coldplay.
there are people out there who spend an awful amount of time…
… to give something – to you – that they’ve done.
feel the darkness. watch the emptyness. have patience.
in the end, you will be rewarded.
about smart energy.
leading piano, strings, bass, tubular bells, snip: Martin Bernhardt. 🌅⛵️🎨
disturbing piano, drums: Lukas Bernhardt. 🤗👪⛅️🌍🔋💎☘
all songs provided…
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