Skalitzerstrasse, near Görlitzer Bahnhof

German stoners are like Americans stoners, but about 100 times more tolerable, because they come by it honestly. When an American tries to explain to you why the Steve Miller band was the best band from the 70's, your blood pressure hits the roof and your temples start to throb like a Tex Avery cartoon. But a drunk German singing "Casey Jones"? I'm sorry, I just can't get mad at that. (Did you know one of the dudes from Bad Company was in King Crimson? They were a supagroup. If I ever get a chance, I'll buy this house and repaint it:

Snow white side streets of cold New York City
Stained with his blood it all went wrong
Sick and tired blue wicked and wild
God only knows for how long

Fallen angel
Fallen angel
West side skyline crying
for an angel dying
life expiring in the city
Fallen angel

It'll be about Neukölln.)