Parker/Schlippenbach/Lytton

The Breath of Coldness

I Had a Friend Among the Angels

Down With All Those Who Do Not Believe In Us

To Avoid Monotony

No One Wanted To Be An Artist...

No one wanted to be an artist but every man wanted to be paid for his labours

Are You Strong Enough for Heavy Work?

Rejoicing in Their Hearts Over the Journey

Ask to be taken on as a trumpeter

This Blowing Of Trumpets Confused Them