Saturday, January 20, 2007
In February 1987 I spent 2 weeks with friends in Kreuzberg, Berlin. My friends had a tape recorder, so I recorded some things. I think their tape deck was part of their stereo system, so I didn't get to leave the house with it. This means I have no record of the exciting world of avant-garde art, street events or anarcho-happenings that were going on. Just some silly conversation and the abuse of a zither. A document.