Old music for evenings. Along the way, moving.
Interrupted transmissions. Old letters. Cities at night and meadows along the road. (I love that track that album.)
Clouds of various kinds. Evening music.
"Are we nothing more than redundant byproducts of this fast-paced insanity and blinded by progress? Or still in control of our potentials?" (Music to cope with some re-occurring anxieties.)
"It's dark, it’s euphoric, it’s happy, it’s sad. It’s Industrial, it’s electronic. It’s collaborative and it’s personal. It’s an emotional journey that sounds like it was made by machines."
Music for evenings. In many possible ways.
https://randolphandmortimer.bandcamp.com/album/the-incomplete-truth