Éva initiated me, but I was circling around the banner with Fáskertine, puffing and smoking a cigarette in a dreamy way, turning Hegel, wow, but great, then the songs of the summers at Lake Balaton were drowned out by the metal pipe whistling in the wall, my brother was sitting on an iron beam above New York, but the rain had already washed my surroundings and my family off me, my old shoes were covered in mud, while Helga was dreaming next to me, and the faceless eighties were approaching, wearing hoods, and I was walking down the street, my blood thick, hail bombarding what I could see, and in every dream I tried to capture a hundred versions of my childhood, but now I’m just a candle flickering in the Budapest night, staring out the window of the workers’ hostel, even Irene has been taken away by the police. I’m eighty-seven years old, my mind is a jumble of half-decades and governments…

The songs of Tamás Cseh and Géza Bereményi are played by the Vodku boys:
István Bata – guitar, vocals
Janó Nemes – wind instruments, vocals
János János István – violin, mandolin, vocals
Szabolcs Takács – guitar, double bass

The concert will be seated in a seated format, with seats available on a first-come, first-served basis.