Earlier this year I had the opportunity to play a nylon string by Götz Bürki which I liked a lot.
A few weeks ago I payed him a visit at his home and workshop, located in the beautiful area of the Rur – Eifel south of Cologne.
While he was busy preparing a delicious meal I spent time with his No. 14 which corroborated my first impression.
These are high quality instruments, built with passion and skill. Well balanced – tight low end and smooth, yet crisp top end and a pleasure to lay your hands on.
Götz Bürki No. 14
Götz Bürki No. 14
Yesterday’s show took place at the Parktheater in Augsburg.
It must be one of the most gorgeous venues in Germany.
See for yourselves…
Not a good week, not at all.
R.I.P. Leonard Cohen.
I met him in 2012 while staying at a hotel in Dortmund.
We had a short chat and he was warm-hearted and humorous with a refreshingly normal-sized ego.
Markus: So how was the show last night?
Leonard: I think it was ok, nobody asked their money back.
When we said goodbye he saluted with his right fist over his heart.
Those beautiful, fleeting moments.
Playing with these blokes at the Musicant party was one of them.
But we decided this was too good to leave it at that.
And next time it will be just as fleeting, but we will stretch the hell out of it.
Achim Degen, Michael Herzer, Jürgen Friesenhahn, Markus, Thomas Karb, Michael Koschorreck
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Once again my dear friend Brigitte Angerhausen provides support by letting me use her first class equipment to record tracks for my Sundog project.
On top of that I receive nutritional and social support from Peter – can you ask for more. I feel blessed.
Bring on Euro 2016.
We’re fit and ready to go!
The Ebertbad Club in Oberhausen. Renowned for its history in the music and cabaret genre.
And they do know what it’s all about there.
The catering is exquisite.
The next morning I grabbed my camera and stumbled upon the impressive town hall.
While public servants performed their paper waving, number crunching tasks, I took a small tour inside the building.
A cosy corner with an unusual design.
A rare sight these days, a paternoster.
No muzak, no mirrors showing infinite reflections of your unkempt self.
During a short visit to Berlin I had the opportunity to see a Max Beckmann exhibition.
A gripping, beguiling and shocking portrait of the city and its people.
And more proof that the term Rock’n'Roll was coined in the 50′s but had been around for some time.
Look at this:
One of my oldest and dearest friends passed away unexpectedly today.
We’ve known each other for almost 50 years and lots of good memories are drifting by right now.
Rock on Tom!