the hunt

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yours, haselore kohl

why too

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in august bun had gone to der boot boo hook festival to meet mr. christian galaretta from chile

and some bof band - but judge for yer beautiful selves know as bun could not make it over "da fence"

yours, haselore


yours haselore

aftermath

...yours, haselore kohl

holidays in the sun

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hanging 'round birdy's flat, havin' a chat, havin' a laugh....

yours, haselore

hairway to steven

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somebun's off, to look for jamaica inn possibly

yours haselore kohl

hell on earth

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$$$

$$$

$$$

yours haselore

nice cup of tea

...möhre & snakey, the two saucy frenchmen, had been shocked - yes indeedy!

yours, haselore

smoke signals

...yours, haselore

nazi fun

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yours, haselore

kleines stubenmädchen

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onna second of june two zero eleven your humble editoresse
had decided to do a feature about
mr. andreas dorau (rhymes with dolgellau)

a collect call to the promoter was being made
- to get a date for an interview set -

...a call that made bun get into the auditorium for free


hopefully not only to documant on just the pervies inna audience...

at first bun thought that mr. dorau really was going to show up

though some east german management company had spelled
your humble editoresse's initials incorrectly yet again
- very probably due to a thick saxonian accent -

so bun first had some tea

then for a while she got to relax inna comfy chair

...and later out of pure boredom she got to finish some of her knitwork


and much later she even had to have a look through
the house's art gallery for the above reason

... untill she noticed that the clock showed that it was 5 am already

and nobun had been ringing your humble editoress yet -
neither to inform her about the whereabouts
of mr. dorau (rhymes with dolgellau)
nor if the scheduled interview had got cancelled

bottom line was that mr. dorau just did not show up,
not even when all the audience was hopping off to the after show party

so bun decided to hop home
- getting quite confused by a poster on the wall


arghh, better should've killed that north-korean cat!

yours, haselore

echte künstler

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upon your humble editoresse's return to germany on july 1st 2011

she hopped by a festival right in the center of town



and soon everything felt like same old boring hannover again:

the same old paparazzis were doing there same old tricks

the same old trees had been planted on the same old boring stages

you would have to sit on the same old uncomfy wooden benches

... and inna end get to see the same old stuff

so that bun's know seriously wondering:
who should be buying this crap know?!?

yours, haselore kohl

tree of life

last week hasmuth sent bun a poem...

"Paranoid, sittin in a deep sweat -
thinkin I gotta f&%$ some bun before the week ends

The sight of blood excites me,
shoot you in the head sit down,
and watch you bleed to death

I hear the sound of your last breath -
shouldn't have been around,
I went all the way left

You was in the right place with me at the wrong time

I'm a psychopath,
in a minute lose my f&%$in mind

Calm down,
back to reality

Don't fear death,
cause I know that it's promised to me

Flashes,
I get flashes of Jason

Gimme a knife, a million lives I'm wastin -
the shadow of death follows me, I don't give a fuck

Pussy play superman,
your ass'll get boxed up

Put him in a straight jacket, the man's sick -
this is what goes on in the mind of a lunatic"

yours haselore kohl

PS: just wonder where he stole those lines from?!

into the arms of god

... the very next day your humble editoresse got yet another message from snakey:

"Dear Haselore, because I could not find you anywhere
I could creep to on my own scales I called up Möhre to drive me around

Möhre quickly came by in his orange convertible
and he suggested to get some spiritual guidance,

so we went to the pagoda Vien Giac to look for help there!

We went up to the big jade buddha statue and asked her
but she was not really in the mood to speak to us

We even asked one of my brothers working as security at the pagoda
but we could not understand what he said cause he only spoke vietnamese.

I even thought about buying a buddha I could question at home,
but somehow I was getting rather bewildered...

I will try to call you up in the coming days, Yours Snakey

...oh come on snakey - you should now that their are no working phone booths around here!
yours, haselore kohl