breathe (mach e hauch…)
Before I became a musician, the people visiting the workshop of my father usually stayed in my mind not because of their artistic achievements but because of their stories and jokes. One went like this:
– Guess what I’ve eaten – ?? No idea. Breathe (”mach e Hauch”)! – HAAAAARHHH! – Hmmm. Onions?? – No. – Breathe again. – HAAAAAARHHH! – Hmmm. Garlic? – No. – Breathe again. – HAAAAAAAAAARHHH! – I don’t get it. What have you eaten anyway? – Wild strawberries…If you ever wondered, why someone has dumped two cups full of one-inch-thick raw red onion rings on top of your lunch salad, you now know the answer. They want you to tell this joke at the afternoon meeting.
