NOVEMBER

November is coming in a clear and cold way. And so we´re shaking off the summer´s dust, cleaning our clothes and cleaning our veines. 

It feels so good, that RIOT made it´s way up to here. Who could have predicted that a few seasons ago?

(Thinking of a song by the Kaiser Chiefs, coincidentally...?)

I remember when we started “Riot”, the song, miles away from anything we are today. Holes in the structure and holes in our heads. But from that point on I already knew that all we were about to do, musically, lyrically, mentally would be stamped by the word RIOT.

Was it an intent?

Was it a premonition?

And what has italy´s capital to do with that? Or that little club in Berlin we waved goodbye to a decade at? Maybe the answers will be revealed at the end of the next chapter or maybe no one will ever know.

Rhea Silvia is spinning and an autumn is leaving a head...

Just two weeks ´til RIOT´s baptism and I´m a liar when I say that I don´t care.

Nervous? Maybe...Excited? Definitely....

It feels a bit like coming home.. or leaving permanently. Concretely...whatsoever...

Two years chained to sixty minutes – what a density that´s effecting!

The halo of a milky circle and the path the november is crawling in...clear and cold...and free from summer´s dust...