Edward Guglielmino

Kurt lives in East Berlin which is the cool part of the city, in a really big apartment.

He is a true gentileman, having given me my own room and a really nice couch to sleep on.

The apartment is filled with records, cds, and tapes, kurt also has a large libary of german and english literature. When I first saw kurt I though I must have got his age wrong, he look so young, as though he is my age. But he is 41 as I thought, although if it weren’t for the photos of him in the 70′s I wouldn’t beleive him

Last night we went out to play a show in the lobby of a theatre, kurt opened the show and introduced me aswell. I played shortly after, it was the most nervious I have been on stage in a long time. The bands that played after me where in a simlar genre to my band lost of love. If lost of love played in Berlin it would have to compete with many simlar bands for attention.

Straight away i noticed that the room was full of people from the ages of 18-70, all enjoying this avant weird music. Furthermore the night kicked off at 11 and finished at 4am. The room was filled with smoke, (both pot and ciggerette) at the end of the night kurt and I caught the subway back to his house and discussed the sandwedge and the beauty of. it..

I literally fell into a coma, (having not slept for 2 days) at 4am on Kurt couch. My brain was so fucked up, I caught myself sleepwalking early in the morning.I also had a dream that satan commited sucide in frount of the mirror by cutting his horns off.

Kurt and I woke about 4pm. Now we are going out on the town.

Berlin Rocks. BTW