Come listen to the stories father used to tell; there’s Grandmother in Penzberg, a little Bavarian mining town, who used to huddle under five eiderdowns so she could secretly hear the BBC on the wireless. Or the Slovenian grandfather who everyone knows is utterly devoted to the Social Democrats, but is also, secretly, a member of the Nazi party - though of course the family must never find out. Then there’s the complete abandonment of anything Slovenian in order to become more German than the Germans. And relief after the war still tinged with the definite feeling, even two generations later, of being a foreigner in one’s own land. A musical and autobiographical exploration of one family’s migration story.
Titus Waldenfels - pedal steel guitar, guitar, banjo, mandoline, violin