Katastrophe / Disaster Orchester / Orchestra Sterne / Stars Voll / Full
To me, the piano in itself is an orchestra.
Pardon me for loitering in front of an orchestra.
I'm full of dust and guitars.
I feel at home in an orchestral score.
And so we came forth, and once again beheld the stars.
Unfettered free trade has led to a disaster.
When I want 30 musicians in the orchestra, I get 30.
Finally, I get to have houseplants and they stay alive.
The difficulty, the ordeal, is to start.
