What we talk about when we talk about love? About the mother you owe everything to—she needs to be at least content when you invent something. She needs to be at least ok with it. And naturally: about dancing—where on earth did the dancer disappear to? Don’t count til four and don’t look at yourself in the mirror too long! Milian Mori counts his sounds as he switches on the neon light, next to nothing is needed: 1 woodblock, 1 bell from a boxing ring and his own instrument made out of code, it’s never completed, the music, never brought to an end. Infinity is merciless and forgives everything all the same. And when the bell finally allows entering the boxing ring, the long search is just starting up. The search for that one hit. BlauBlau Records, late autumn 2022