"What we talk when we talk about love? About the joy of hide and seek. About the abandon of identity. 
And about an FC with no football with no club. It could also be that Goa appears somewhere as a farming community on the edge of the Napf, the Arabian Sea today: a middle-class swimming establishment made of wood, rough concrete, lawn. Maybe it’s just this galloping coincidental boombox, at the suburban train station in Copenhagen, in the shadow of the highway bridge at Europaplatz 
in Bern. FC Goa, who are you? Nobody, everybody, you, them – simultaneously. It’s about the people, not their address. A safe space for musicians and not a safe space for music. Or what was cut out of the endlessness of possibilities because." BlauBlau Records, Spring 2022