Autobahn

karlsruhe, frankfurt. junkies outside, dinner at steigenberger's. thoroughly fed, reasonably drunk: drive on. köln, düsseldorf. what's next?

i love driving the autobahn at night. tic toc toc, it's a quarter to two - we sing the beatles, we shout madonna. the worse the music, the better. clusters of light keep appearing around us, fall back into the darkness again: villages and towns shine in "Abyss"-like aesthetics.

other cars, more cars, floods of cars: each of them a cell on four wheels, hurrying towards god-knows-where, passengers tuned in to the same sounds as we, maybe. arrival in düsseldorf. passing another main station, more junkies, Kraftwerk's studio as well.