A Sunday goes by that my memory will obliterate the first second Monday starts (Austrian elections don’t change this, believe me). I was listening to Matthew Gurewitsch talking about his life soaked up in culture in the radio show Musik für einen Gast on Swiss Radio. Then I heard Herta Müller talking about Romanian singer Maria Tanase, which they called Edith Piaf of the East. I wasn’t listening carefully, as I should have been doing some research which I didn’t either. Then I thought about Herta Müller’s and her incredibly good writing style. Not for long because the memory of a perfume I smelled two days ago got back in my nose. It’s a perfume I smelled before. I would bite into a piece of wood if it tasted after this perfume (no I am not a kind of Jean-Baptiste Grenouille, thank you), but I would never ask the women wearing it, what kind of perfume it is (you should keep some mysteries in your enlightened lives). If I had the language for describing perfumes like Luca Turin and Tania Sanchez do I would use it right now (get their book PERFUMES The A–Z Guide). As I do not, I will give you a name of a TV show instead you could watch (people usually write about TV shows when they don’t know what to write about, which is absolutely the case with me right now). The show is called Luther. Idris Elba plays John Luther, a copper in London (copper just means cop in England as I learned from watching it). Luther shows London as a dark and violent place full of maniacs and mass murderers (and everybody except John Luther dies, a little like in Game of Thrones, with the small difference that you don’t need the word except here). Fantastic. And, as I am already giving out free cultural advice, read all books of Gerhard Roth, in particular Orkus. 60pages is here to help.