Andreas Lauer – it 2011

it.

Long ago, paying much,

I joined Invisible Touch,

# 2·5·8, then.

itis weird. it is wow!

Ev’ry other Clubheft just outdid the ones before.

Finding misprints (sometimes adding some) ’s my honor.

it was insight, it was news,

me delaying my reviews …

it’s The Farm near [Suppenhuhn!?],

Pebble and cartoon.

it is the Clubtag, it’s the great event.

To Brunswick, Remscheid, Welkers, Duis-/Aschaffenburg we went.

it is meeting Rich Macphail, Mayhew, Wilson, Steve & John.

it is live act, records, sausage, dancing flowers, quizzes won.

it is beer. it is show!

… Piano keys signed by Tony’s hand

and private pieces that were lent by Ant,

Daryl Stuermer as Santa Claus,

„yot“ racing and some breaking-the-laws …

it’s that snapshot of Mike’s,

Zindler’s Banksian wedding photograph,

Janis Schündler, Sir Ralph,

Alan Hewitt’s love.

… Watcher on the organ, and The Lamb in German tongue,

it was Knock & Knowall, by Sabine gently sung …

When the times were getting harder, not so easy all uphill,

All was changed, they built a website, and Christian joined with skill.

it is here. it is now!

it is this. it is that.

I’m a Lurker (that’s my surname), but I like it.

I’m a Lurker (that’s my surname), but I like it.

I’m a Lurker (that’s my surname), but I like it, like it, like it, like it.

I’m a Lurker (that’s my surname), but I like it, like it, like it, like it.

I’m a Lurker (that’s my surname), but I like it, like it, like it.