You talk a lot, understand little, but in the end everything feels right: From the Hofburg to the last backyard, stories from the Viennese neighborhood, a conversation with Mozart, a bit of the Balkans on the next street corner. A world that revolves around itself and stumbles in waltz step. A last piece of Sachertorte in the armchair, the bass plays um-pa-pa, the Danube flows, and Vienna remains Vienna remains Vienna remains Vienna.
Basswald, DJ
Ensemble Resonanz