Mahlzeit

The last part of the German trilogy by Beton Ltd. 

(I missed No.2, so hoping it will be on again at some time)

While I was translating*

the text for this performance I failed to imagine what it will look like.

*I do not have in mind translating as defined by the Slovenian Ministry of Culture which defines translation as taking photographs, but translating in its old-fashioned definition: a process of translating words or text from one language to another). 

I say what I am told to say

It was fun to watch a performance that tackled my day time job, and to top it off it made me want to read more Beckett (maybe even everything he wrote, just so I would be considered crazy (as they state in the play)), which I will do as soon as I finish the books I am currently reading. 

In one hour

they took me back to the 1970s (and the few memories I have of them), threw me to night of my prom in the 90s (and the few memories I have of it) and dragged my sorry ass to the here and now (little do I want to remember of this period).