Lost in moments indeed. The name the mood and the void in between.
Red, blue and unfinished dreams. Music for late summer days. (Currently somewhat hooked on MØAA for sure...)
The black sand. And the waves. Music to keep one here by temporarily taking one elsewhere.
More music to work to. (Code. Infrastructure. Everything in between.)
"No one likes each other in the 21st century..." (Music for evenings, in a way.)
Still in the midst of waking up.
Organic field recordings. Formless. Present.
Tangerine Dream. Music to work to. Music that has been around like half an eternity.