Myslovitz, a veteran rock band from the city of Myslowice, recorded Krakow back in 1999. Four years later, when the legendary Marek Grechuta was nearing the end of his earthly road, he joined the band in rerecording the song. I’ve always adored that collaboration. The context is important here – Grechuta was on his last…
Amber Volakis is dying on-screen to the tune of Bon Iver, re: stacks, and I fixate on one thing she says before being disconnected from her life support equipment. “We’re always gonna want just a little longer.” After several delays, I’m finally starting the long-awaited trip. From a velleity to a hankering, from hesitation to…
“Why are you up already?” I am looking at my sister’s message. It is quarter past nine, and Vanløse, Copenhagen is welcoming with an unusually balmy day. Apart from work-related travelling and home visits, it is my first trip abroad since pre-pandemic times. “Already? I’ve slept almost nine hours, and it was an excellent night.” The…