My favorite concertvenue in town. With a lovely wooden floor that makes you seasick when people are jumping or stamping for an encore.
And see how the round window looks like the entrance to a heat oven? That’s how heaten up things can get in there!
Being inside this endless tunnel. The conversation slowly moves away, from loud laughter to soft whispering, until it goes completely numb.
The animated movements of arms and hands become vague and start disappearing. Absorbed in the infinite light of this tunnel.
The people that were here less then a minute ago are no longer people but faceless dots.
A sunny daydream captured and framed in solid concrete.