Single, warm raindrops fall slowly, like in slow motion, onto the Single, warm raindrops fall slowly, like in slow motion, onto the city asphalt, where they disappear under the soles of the shoes of passers-by. Calm ambient beat with a percussive retro bass line and soft cymbals.
It's closing time in cyberspace. The information superhighway seems It's closing time in cyberspace. The information superhighway seems to have been swept clean, colourful pop-up banners and cascading search bars have given way to empty placeholders consisting of pure whitespace. Slightly surreal track with a catchy processed electric piano theme.
Cape Canaveral, 1971: A crowd of onlookers huddles around the Cape Canaveral, 1971: A crowd of onlookers huddles around the spaceport. Final preparations are being made at the launch pad, the countdown is about to begin. Stylish, loopable beat with a wobbling tremolo Rhodes sound.
Departure. Time to let go. When one door closes, another opens. Departure. Time to let go. When one door closes, another opens. Introspective-emotional, for relationship topics.
A sincere apology is followed by an honest dialogue at eye level. The A sincere apology is followed by an honest dialogue at eye level. The waves are calmed, there, on the horizon - a glimmer of hope. Emotional, with piano and strings.
Ice skating in the park. A strange silence surrounds the lively Ice skating in the park. A strange silence surrounds the lively goings-on. Wintery sounds, for temperatures below zero or reports on isolation phenomena in society.
Seaweed billows in time with the waves, surrounded by dense shoals of Seaweed billows in time with the waves, surrounded by dense shoals of nimble little fish. String accents and a dubby half-time beat blur into an unreal sound atmosphere.
Do androids dream of electric sheep? Questions like these can be Do androids dream of electric sheep? Questions like these can be investigated using the innovative, standardised Voigt-Kampff method. For long journeys, whether on land or in space.
The wind of history blows icily in our face from the past and carries The wind of history blows icily in our face from the past and carries us towards the future. Turbulent, with an emotional undertone. Makes historical facts tangible.
