White Cat with skyblue Eyes

On the Blumenhof in the KuHuStall (26.10.2017)
(By Christa)

I was with Michael and wanted to drive back home on Sunday afternoon. “Tonight there is the” Lyric night on the Blumenhof”, in the KuHuStall, Michael tells me so casually. He probably guessed the effect that words like poetry, night and KuHuStall would have on me. My spontaneous answer: “okay ….. I’ll come with you.”

We arrived in the large courtyard with lit pumpkin pots and many doors. One led into a not very big former stable with many chairs and a stage. At the entrance a small bar with fragrant pumpkin soup and mulled wine. Next to the stage a wood burning stove / fireplace that was well fired – a cozy atmosphere.

The entertainer, Ekkehart Voigt, introduced the evening and told – a little later – a fairytale story of how a white cat with sky blue (!) Eyes visits him after midnight (2:30) and offers him a mysterious gift. After a long hesitation she eventually gets out of it: “One full hour” !!   –   It is the night of the time change to winter time, which evidently also moves the animals! I still had to smile during the other contributions with guitar and poems.

An extremely funny contribution came from Daniela about cleaning the windows (or more precisely said about the strategies to avoid this because of the streaky results) – a banal activity so humorously-extended, accompanied by pantomime, to the work of the cleaning completely surrendered, presented !! This is how everyday life can be.

Similar to his activity profoundly expired: Jonas, who talked about a day of car washing and polishing. Meticulously, every move becomes an extended trick. With the sensitive movements along the contours and curves, this is an erotic experience in which he gets more and more in rage – with climax at the end … .   –    I ventured a look to Michael, who also polished and waxed his car a few days ago.…….”but not sooo“!!

In between, some insightful poems by the young Irina and some haikus with restrained ironic guitar accompaniment. The drummer Katja touched me deeply with her Bougarabou from Ghana. She has told a story with the drum: It starts delicately, with only the tips of his fingers typed, then the warm bass comes along and builds up a small drama of sound levels becoming ever more living. The soft melodic sound of the drum as well as the supple dexterity and lightness of the artist fascinated me.

I did not keep all parts. Impressing to me was how such an evening can succeed with a few creative ideas, unusual ideas and brave people (artists)!