Stage adaptation of the book by Josef Śnobl Concept, direction Andreas Meidinger Stage, Costumes Annika Ley Music Justine Hauer With Milo Trifunovic, Justine Hauer Assistant Director Marina Brunner Equipment Assistance Anne Brussels Production Management Jennifer Merten Management Svenja Pauka Press and Public Relations Claudia Grönemeyer “NACHTFAHRT – ein Taxi Blues” is published by emons:, edited…
Ukraine must win! Thus, the international chorus has now begun to sing; the majority of the West resounds in unison with the Ukrainians. Although the chorus still includes the crooning and the silent, and it is a bit sad to look at Germany, whose chancellor, as it turns out, seems to be stubbornly and unanimously…
On the night of Easter Monday, probably for the first time in my life, I dreamed of nuclear war. Not much happened, the most interesting thing was the feelings and thoughts, some of which I strangely remember. I don’t know why, but I was alone in an empty room on the first floor. I went…
Although there is war in Ukraine, thoughts turn to Russia because, on the one hand, one cannot help but be horrified by the atmosphere there and, on the other hand, one cannot help but be glad that one has not had to be in the same political space with this country for 30 years. There…
The Ukrainians sank the “Moskva,” the cruiser-flagship of the Russian Black Sea Fleet, the same ship that the border guards had ordered “na хуй” at the beginning of the war and whose firepower was equal to that of an armored division. The ship caught fire and sank with all its missiles and probably with the…
Will no one be held accountable? This can happen. It can happen that the culprits end up being the winners. Even if it is paid with a loss of prestige and breaks the rose-colored glasses through which some used to look at Russia, the aggressor will not only not have to pay for what was…
One era is coming to an end, is already over, and another is coming but is not yet here. They’re stuck in the middle, in the in-between or nowhere – No Man’s Land. On one side the trenches of the past, on the other – of the future, above their heads bullets fly, and they…
Vladimir Zhirinovsky has died. Final. “Russia will win and I should croak if I lie,” he said in his final appearance. When Vladimir Putin stood by his coffin to say goodbye, the honor guard was also withdrawn to leave the paranoid despot all alone. The still living Vladimir whispered something to the dead Vladimir. In…
A girl from Ukraine has joined the theater government students. Her father, cat and grandparents stayed there, while her mother, younger sister and Diana herself were sent away before the war. Since the mother’s sister had escaped a little earlier and landed in Riga, her path also led here via Warsaw. A complete stranger picked…
Today I wanted either to keep silent or to write something more abstract, to reflect on eternity, on the change of epochs, on the whirl of history, on the transformations of the perception of reality, and then to set to work writing the script, but that is impossible. A town called Butscha. Buča! In Latvian…
