I was overwhelmed
by the building, never before had I seen such precision, invention and
pleasure on my eyes.

So much f**king care,
interest, not chained to an unrealistic budget, because it was finished,
every detail.

Here was something
subtle within the walls that I had never experienced, it was unsettling
and very comforting at the same time.

I was trying to understand
what I was feeling, I think we all were, why were our eyes so calm and
our chests excited?

The smell, I wish
I could show you the smell of the room, we lamely likened it to our first
school mixed with the dust of 70 years of sound.

We made a lot of
noise here, does sound ever completely disappear? We like to believe we
have left a little of ourselves in the walls.

The Funkhaus, Orchestral
Rehearsal Room, Nalepastrasse, Berlin.11/08