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BACK & JUNITED

What becomes of becoming. In Zurich, for example, we became frenchies and we were good at that. In French-speaking Switzerland we became noisy and were half as funny. The Kilbi became more popular and caressed. Because maybe and luckily it has remained simple and small in Düdingen. And because our great audience seems to like our nonsense. We think big-headed, and we think a lot about the lovely people from before and after midnight. Unspectacular and half-masted, the red and white tablecloths writhe in emotions, tensions and joys or colors and none of the times. Sharing these moments with a well-rested audience and sausage and fries is like healing. Especially now. Many have written and talked about the virus or the crisis. Now loosen your hair and pull up your pants. We meet on the village square, on the veranda. We dance in our thoughts and think of artists and all the damage. We let the imagination run free and give the fun a lot of opportunities.

Tell each other about what is currently missing. Culture at the moment. Next year it will probably be the breaks again. Maybe we will forget how time flies. This is how patience works. Nobody loses. We cordially invite you and keep trying. Together rather than better.

We are turning up the sound and put on some cider-punk, second wave rave, adore-core and strawberry-field-folk. As always, however, differently. Can’t dance, but disco, funk, hip hop and soul will do the trick. Music and everything that has to do with it is played. That’s all that children want, and that’s not a lot.

Let an orchestra or a forest grow and scream what goes in and out!

Toute la bande de bon•n•e•s, that’s what you are! Out of joy, we turn in circles and thank you for the great support. Bad Bonn, the Kilbi and the Saane continue to flow.

Rien de rien. But let’s treat ourselves to a little demon.

I am thinking something that you won’t read. 

Love & Glamour!
Daniel Fontana

4.5.6.   6.2020