Here we can see Elvis and two cows. All three of them are midway between Rosenheim and Kufstein.
Here we can see Elvis and two cows. All three of them are midway between Rosenheim and Kufstein.
Here we can see Elvis and two cows. All three of them are midway between Rosenheim and Kufstein.
This is the football ground behind 1000 Toepfe at Lange Reihe in Hamburg. The area is quite trendy, but you cannot see it from here.
This is the football ground behind 1000 Toepfe at Lange Reihe in Hamburg. The area is quite trendy, but you cannot see it from here.
This is the football ground behind 1000 Toepfe at Lange Reihe in Hamburg. The area is quite trendy, but you cannot see it from here.
Recently Elvis visited London. Friends organised a boat-party on the river Thames and Elvis watched over the important bits.
Andrew Short is head of the pipe players at Dalhousie Castle in Bonnyrigg, Scotland. The castle is home to many ghosts, Short assured.
Andrew Short is head of the pipe players at Dalhousie Castle in Bonnyrigg, Scotland. The castle is home to many ghosts, Short assured.
Andrew Short is head of the pipe players at Dalhousie Castle in Bonnyrigg, Scotland. The castle is home to many ghosts, Short assured.
Elvis wishes everybody a cosy december, merry Christmas and extremely nice New Year’s parties.
Elvis wishes everybody a cosy december, merry Christmas and extremely nice New Year’s parties.
Elvis wishes everybody a cosy december, merry Christmas and extremely nice New Year’s parties.
The king in the Highlands.
The king in the Highlands.
The king in the Highlands.
This is Elvis at Fuhlsbuettel airport in Hamburg. The machines, he said, do remind him of Las Vegas.
This is Elvis at Fuhlsbuettel airport in Hamburg. The machines, he said, do remind him of Las Vegas.
This is Elvis at Fuhlsbuettel airport in Hamburg. The machines, he said, do remind him of Las Vegas.
In March the water in Somerset is still quite cold, but an English surfer like Rob Martin (from the surf club Hot Doggers) doesn’t really mind. A surfboard is standing between him and Elvis.
In March the water in Somerset is still quite cold, but an English surfer like Rob Martin (from the surf club Hot Doggers) doesn’t really mind. A surfboard is standing between him and Elvis.
In March the water in Somerset is still quite cold, but an English surfer like Rob Martin (from the surf club Hot Doggers) doesn’t really mind. A surfboard is standing between him and Elvis.
Dartmoor, Great Britain. “The fifth angel poured out his bowl on the throne of the beast, and his kingdom was plunged into darkness. They gnawed their tongues in agony…” (Revelation. 16; 10)
Dartmoor, Great Britain. “The fifth angel poured out his bowl on the throne of the beast, and his kingdom was plunged into darkness. They gnawed their tongues in agony…” (Revelation. 16; 10)
Dartmoor, Great Britain. “The fifth angel poured out his bowl on the throne of the beast, and his kingdom was plunged into darkness. They gnawed their tongues in agony…” (Revelation. 16; 10)
This is Elvis with two German soldiers in the area Kasseler Berge. All three agree the German Autobahn is in a rather good condition, but sometimes as dangerous as a civil war. That’s why they don’t drive.
This is Elvis with two German soldiers in the area Kasseler Berge. All three agree the German Autobahn is in a rather good condition, but sometimes as dangerous as a civil war. That’s why they don’t drive.
This is Elvis with two German soldiers in the area Kasseler Berge. All three agree the German Autobahn is in a rather good condition, but sometimes as dangerous as a civil war. That’s why they don’t drive.
The Queen’s guards are not allowed to move an inch while on duty. One of them has made an exception with his face.
The Queen’s guards are not allowed to move an inch while on duty. One of them has made an exception with his face.
The Queen’s guards are not allowed to move an inch while on duty. One of them has made an exception with his face.
In Munich it is of some importance, especially during summer, to drive around in a chique car. DJ Hell has such a thing. His Ford Mustang is dark bottle green and called Baby. Him and Elvis are about to go for a ride, and that is why they are smiling.
In Munich it is of some importance, especially during summer, to drive around in a chique car. DJ Hell has such a thing. His Ford Mustang is dark bottle green and called Baby. Him and Elvis are about to go for a ride, and that is why they are smiling.
In Munich it is of some importance, especially during summer, to drive around in a chique car. DJ Hell has such a thing. His Ford Mustang is dark bottle green and called Baby. Him and Elvis are about to go for a ride, and that is why they are smiling.
If you enter Apelerns graveyard via the old entrance you’ll find two graves on the left. Two former vicars with the name Sommerlath are buried here. Legend has it that Louis, the younger, used to talk so much that only the loss of his voice stopped the sunday-sermon. Every local should know that he is the great great grandfather of Queen Sylvia of Sweden. Elvis hides behind another grave.
If you enter Apelerns graveyard via the old entrance you’ll find two graves on the left. Two former vicars with the name Sommerlath are buried here. Legend has it that Louis, the younger, used to talk so much that only the loss of his voice stopped the sunday-sermon. Every local should know that he is the great great grandfather of Queen Sylvia of Sweden. Elvis hides behind another grave.
If you enter Apelerns graveyard via the old entrance you’ll find two graves on the left. Two former vicars with the name Sommerlath are buried here. Legend has it that Louis, the younger, used to talk so much that only the loss of his voice stopped the sunday-sermon. Every local should know that he is the great great grandfather of Queen Sylvia of Sweden. Elvis hides behind another grave.
Elvis is in the middle of Funkstörung, a duo from Rosenheim that does electronic music. Both of them look so dazed, because they didn’t expect this.
The nice thing about pedal boats are the pedals. Alexandra Pieper and Mona Rübsamen (hidden) understand this. That’s why Elvis is a passenger.
The nice thing about pedal boats are the pedals. Alexandra Pieper and Mona Rübsamen (hidden) understand this. That’s why Elvis is a passenger.
The nice thing about pedal boats are the pedals. Alexandra Pieper and Mona Rübsamen (hidden) understand this. That’s why Elvis is a passenger.
This young man wants to invite Elvis to a Gin and Tonic in a trendy bar in Berlin. He smiles, because he is not yet aware of Elvis’ dislike for Gin and Tonic.
This young man wants to invite Elvis to a Gin and Tonic in a trendy bar in Berlin. He smiles, because he is not yet aware of Elvis’ dislike for Gin and Tonic.
This young man wants to invite Elvis to a Gin and Tonic in a trendy bar in Berlin. He smiles, because he is not yet aware of Elvis’ dislike for Gin and Tonic.
This is Elvis in the centre of many nice people having a party. Some of them are holding a miniature-carton-figure of Elvis (left side, down) into the picture. They think that’s funny. Elvis, too.
This is Elvis in the centre of many nice people having a party. Some of them are holding a miniature-carton-figure of Elvis (left side, down) into the picture. They think that’s funny. Elvis, too.
This is Elvis in the centre of many nice people having a party. Some of them are holding a miniature-carton-figure of Elvis (left side, down) into the picture. They think that’s funny. Elvis, too.
When we walked past this house in London, Elvis said: „Ach, I wish I was at home in Graceland.”
Question: “How can you keep hundreds of tons of water in midair?” Answer: “Make a cloud.”
In India, too, there are people, who wear golden suits.
This is Elvis next to the Soulcatcher, the official car of the IBLS. The Soulcatcher is not a car, even though it does drive. It is made for catching souls. Unfortunately, when this picture was taken, it was broken. “Shame, I would have liked to catch a few”, Elvis remarked.
Elvis is standing next to Napoleon. Both make a good impression.
King Kahn with his greatest fan, the other King.
Somewhere in Wales, there is a ship made of stone waiting at the harbour. Elvis is on board.
In the middle of Canary Wharf you will find a big man made of stone. Surrounded by skyscrapers he is looking up, his arms wide open, as if he wanted to say something to them. Elvis listens closely.
Elvis took part in the demonstration against sending soldiers to Irak in London.
Elvis is standing next to a woman, who refuses to reveal why she points upwards. This is very charming.
Elvis has wrapped the presents. The tree has wrapped itself.
Mister Schwarze is head-waiter in an old people’s home. Especially for Elvis he has put on his best suit. The lady on the right is Mrs. Dick. She smiles, because she really loves Elvis.
Elvis gets a hair-do at “Salon Oli”.
Three splendid young men call themselves “International Pony”, when they do dance music. Erobique, the edge between disco and chaos, is holding Elvis hand.
In the middle of a room Elvis experienced something different.
This hollow is an open secret. It gives shelter to many shells, that have decided to get stuck at the walls.
This month it has taken us a bit longer to find Elvis. We are not prepared to reveal why. But as one can see, everybody is indeed quite happy, which is, what counts, right?
His best friend Sven Hasenjäger has to sit in an office every day. That can be a bit sad. Elvis came over and asked: “Why don’t you join me on my travels, Sven?” But Sven hides (behind the camera).
Elvis, Robbie and Ms Goertie are getting along just fine.
In winter, grill a sausage.
The Seeschlösschen Session Band looks forward to playing (and wishes a pleasant Christmas).
Mee, too.
When Elvis visited Sting, he asked: “How come you don’t sting at all?” Sting sourly replied: “But I do. I am a prick”.
Guitars are good. They only talk when spoken to.
Life’s no picnic, some people say. Elvis disagrees
A Venus-transit is really really rare. But not on the eighth of June, 2004. But beware, you might meet a complete bore and immediately fall in love. Well, that’s what the guy from Mars told Elvis.
Stefan Rupp, the artist formerly known as Funkmaster Confetti, will play Berlin Hafenbar on the 16th of July. Doors open from 9 p.m., with or without Elvis, it’s gonna be a German Classics allnighter for 7.50 Euros only. Dig it!
The picture is a little green, we know that. But it was the only one, that caught the pig nibbling at the twig. (Hackney Zoo, London)
Elvis has talked about spirituality to this one. She laughs.
Normally, at Textilwerkstatt Letschert in Berlin they make decorations for films and plays. Elvis is rethinking his attire.
Time must be broken. It refuses to go by in peace. Or maybe it is scared, otherwise it wouldn’t run away all the time. Nevertheless, Elvis rests in the middle, between the now and never.
Elvis will spend 2005 looking for his own truth.
Back with a bang, he play: Jeff Buckley “Halleluljah”, Depeche Mode “Somebody”, Skunk Anansie “Charity”, Antony and the Johnsons “Fistful of Love”, Aaron Neville “Hercules”, The Streets “Turn the page”, Underworld “Juanita”, Beth Orton “It’s not the spotlight”, Fischerspooner “Just let go” (M.a.n.d.y. Mix).
There are many reasons why Berliners endure their winter: clear, wide, awesome skies; frozen lakes; elegant gliding opposed to the usual stechschritting; ice hockey against the wind…. But there is no, absolutely no sane reason why anybody should ever have thought of founding a dwelling in this climate. Minus 18 degrees. Greetings from the capital. Elvis has it warm. The hat is from Bad Nenndorf.
Punjab means “Land of the five rivers”, and, too, it is Elvis favourite Indian restaurant. Chef Bharat Bhushan always recommends his speciality: number 65, which is Mutton Tikka, pieces of lamb, marinated in yoghurt accompanied with pepper, ginger, onions and salad. Nirmal is a vegetarian and serves number 28, Palak Panir, Indian cheese in spinach. She usually smiles. Here, she doesn’t. That’s due to the flashlight.
The great and late Herman Hupfeld wrote in 1931 “You must remember this. A kiss is just a kiss, a sigh is just a sigh. The fundamental things apply – as time goes by.”
Elvis in the shadows.
Juni 2006: Der großartige Toni Mang hat mal gesagt, Kinder und Motorräder passen nicht zueinander. Er fuhr aber auch 350er und kann allein deswegen nicht Motorcross gemeint haben. Elvis sieht das selbstverständlich anders.
The great Toni Mang once said that children and bikes don’t go together. But then again he performed in the the 350cc category, and could not have talked about motor cross. Elvis disagrees for different reasons.
Football is just like love. If both teams fear to lose, the game potters around in defensive mode, it becomes terribly boring and in the end some stupid accident decides its outcome. Elvis loves the football, but not because of that.
You shall never forget to check the oil in a 280 SE from 1980.
Meat and greet the famous German barbeque combo “The Princes”.
The last weekend of October will shatter the stables of pigs and whatnots in Mecklenburg Vorpommern and many of the former cannot possibly survive. The annual Rippenbratenweek will turn Hotel Schlossgarten in Neustrelitz and other places into a haven for Rippenbraten (famous roast), beer and music. There are supposed to be real females, too. George, brother of Queen Louise of Prussia (behind glass), and Elvis lie in wait.
Now this is the British band Art Brut. Unfortunately Jaspers vision is somewhat cut off by a fork. Maybe hunger is worse than being homesick, Elvis muses.
All matter is past that has become solid at some point, and because Elvis just came across that thought, he sings a song called frozen time.
Evening dress with evening sunset.
Elvis is waiting for the right moment at Berlin’s White Trash Fast Food.
One is a soldier from Poland, the other one is an antifascist, Elvis is the third man, and the fourth is maybe just stoned.
If you look at things squarely, everything seems easy.
A stork never marries another stork. A stork marries its nest. That’s why they never really argue. Elvis is amazed. He, too, should have chosen Graceland for a wife.
When Valérie Sajdik sings, Elvis melts. Here we see them both cooking up something. A picnic, possibly?
Somewhere in Eastern Europe. The weather is unusually mild for September. Elvis stands in front of a row of deserted caravans. They appear to be left by their inhabitants just a second ago. In the pink one the radio is still playing. Diner is served in the yellow caravan. Spaghetti Puttanesca. Still steaming hot. The table is laid for three. Birds don’t chirp here.
At Mutter Fourage close to Berlin. Here’s Elvis with three siblings and an animal in the background. Everybody is happy because it’s Sunday, and because they have eaten so well.
Elvis needs a new watch.
lvis’ band plays the tune, and the lyrics go like this: Where did all the memories go when we forgot? Why do I think so often of what is clearly not? Carries love your name? Can words and weapons be the same? Is patience just a piece of string? Why are together and alone the very same athing?
2008 will be a great year. Elvis visits the architects’ spaceship. Big challenges are hanging over massive talent, bridges of silver lining, solid, supported by bolts made of iron and bass. They carry wonderful promises. And time flies through all of this, unseen, as if it was a butterfly made of glass. The red thing means nothing.
It quite alright to do nothing, you know. In the evening, somewhere.
Here we see Elvis with Tom in a garden at the other end of the world. They discuss hay fever, migraines and flat feet. In between they sneeze quite a bit. But that’s fine. Those are spiritual showers, to be precise.
The Chinese have a proverb: “Each nail that sticks out too much has to be nailed down.” But people aren’t nails. Neverwhere.
Deconstruction means building a house backwards. First you take the roof off, then you remove the walls, floors, windows, and you know you haven’t messed it up when it looks like this: a skeleton. People on boats sail by and look at the former Palace of the Republic in Berlin. The dome keeps watch, as well. Soon, they will build a pretty castle there. Forwards, that one. Elvis waits by the latern and thinks of flying shoes.
60 years ago, on the 23rd of June 1948, the pilot Jack Bennett from the West Allied Forces flew a plane, loaded with potatoes, over to Berlin, Tempelhof. A few days ago the Sovjet Army had isolated the city of Berlin. Nothing could go in, nothing could go out. And what Jack Bennet started, the Berliner Luftbrücke, is how Berlin survived until May 1949: Planes, loaded with food and basic aid arrived hourly in Berlin Tempelhof. Ernst Reuter, mayor of Berlin said: “Schaut auf diese Stadt”. The current mayor of Berlin is determined to turn this airport into a museum. He thinks that’s cool. He thinks he’s cool. He is wrong. So wrong.
He wants to stay.
Come on, come on, try and catch me!
Who never eat with tears his bread, might never know what Elvis said.
Elvis is leaving the American sector. The officer can’t believe his ears.
Have a groovy season! Elvis and Santa.
Elvis rethinks his fitness. At his gym he met two world-champions. Now they are discussing hip movements.
Elvis in a nutshop. The owner was quite friendly. He casually told Elvis that he was born in Chicago. “You can call me Chicago,” he said.
Er. Yes.
Der Kochfisch (ein Fischgedicht): Ein kleiner Kochfisch ging zur See traf einen Wal und sagte: He du bist ja ein fettes Tier und gar kein Fisch, was willstn hier? Dann muffelt er die Quallen an was Quallen nicht gefallen kann. Er schnauzt und stänkert laut und fies Er pöbelt und macht Muscheln mies: Ihr seid ja stumm und hässlich obendrein, und überhaupt auch viel zu klein: Und Du, Butt! Aal! Und Ihr, Makrelen! Euch allen Gräten, Hirn und Seelen fehlen! So schreit der Kochfisch Tag und Nacht man sich im Meer schon Sorgen macht: Ist der denn irr oder bloß blau? Hat er Tourette oder nen Hau? Doch keins von diesen Dingen war was dem Kochfisch so geschadet. Es ist ganz einfach, also klar: Der Kleine hat zu heiß gebadet. (Arezu Weitholz)
Hot fish (a fish-poem) A little herring went to sea and met a whale and suddenly he screamed: You, you fat thing, are no fish! What do you want here round my dish? Then he assaulted jellyfish, told mussels they were bad, insulted eel quite devilish- -ly kicked them flounders little head, and bellowed, blared and hollered loud, he yelled and shouted at the crowd, that stared at him in disbelief: Is he just mad or lost in grief? But no, not one thing here is true, the fish is neither daft nor blue. It is quite simple, is it not? His bath, it was a bit too hot. (Arezu Weitholz)
Here we see Cortney Tidwell from Nashville, Tennessee, standing between Elvis and Wyndham Wallace. Elvis’ suit inspired this picture. Her beautiful album “Boys” inspired more.
Björn and Elvis wonder: Water, water, everywhere, and not a drop to think.
Barbara Bongartz has written the story of David Perlensamt. Here she hugs Elvis. Literally.
Elvis on the beach.
Love at first light.
This month, Elvis was quite fed up with driving a car. Too many jams, roadworks and rude drivers. But in this car, well, things aren’t quite the same. With a star on your side, you travel like the moon, in peace.
Here Rene is closing in on Elvis, while Anton wonders why the photographer is flashing Elvis’ tummy, which is why his eyes are reddening. Apart from that they are standing around.
The picture: Tina Winkhaus made me, and my name is “Blind Angel”. Elvis: Angel, make my wish come true. Let me be in heaven here on earth with you.
If you look at a white wall, after a while, you’ll notice that it isn’t white or bare, and if you have been alone for a while, if you are comfortable in being alone – trained, that is – then, where other people might see nothing, you’ll always discover more. There are cracks, little lumps, rough bits and vermin. There’s massive flux on those walls. (Thomas Bernhard)
Pork or dork – out of the question for Bend and Elvis.
Queen Creole (right) and Golden Ear (left) are sandwiching Elvis quite beautifully.
Arthur Miller, Leonard Cohen and Arthur C. Clarke were lodging at the Chelsea. Elvis is checking in at the Michelberger.
This is Lydia Roses seventh birthday party pizza picnic, and as we can see, everybody is enjoying it very much.
Hi, Bernd. You’re sturgeoning.
Even in places, that are not India, there are people, who wear black suits.
Inside the whale (a fish-poem): Is the planet flat as bread was mums love for you just fine does time ever go to bed are there black holes in the sky Did god think of evolution what came first: head or hat who made gravity an institution – it doesnt matter what is said because the universe is resting inside a whale deep and still and you dont want to be testing what would happen, if you kill. (Arezu Weitholz)
Der Saft ist mit ihm.
The force is with him.
In diesen Engel aus Island. We found him, again! He fell in love with an angel from Iceland.
E.T. and his best mate Adel recently visited Elvis. They think his voice is from another universe.
These good looking men played music with Elvis in a chequered building. They had sausages afterwards. Elvis loved their music.
What’s the story, morning glory? You get the seeds for little money, plant them in April in deep pots. Water regurlarly and then they grow and flower like mad from July until late autumn.
Elvis is illuminated.
What goes up must come down.
After ten years and six months Elvis needs a break. See you later. And thanks for all the fish!