"Zoe Keating playing her cello in the middle of San Francisco International Airport. On
her way to play, Zoe opens
up about the places she's been fortunate enough to visit and play,
because of her music. A cello festival in Beauvais, the opera house in
Sydney, Zurich, the New Mexico desert for the gasoline-laden simulation
of a nuclear bomb, the list goes on." Read more on the story here.
under the counter it's dark and the lady the nice Dutch lady who loves Americans and has relations in Trenton shows you postcards that shine in the dark pretty hotels and palaces O que c'est beau schön prittie prittie and the mooonlight ripple ripple under the bridge and the little reverbères are alight in the dark under the counter and little windows of hotels around the harbour O que c'est beau la lune
and the big moon (...)
we hurry wallowing like in a boat (...) J.D. Passos The 42nd Parallel
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