Nina’s cool as ice voice enters and the spine is set to tingle, chills initiate as it finds its groove, loaded with gritty drum hits and a steady backbeat.
Nina’s cool as ice voice enters and the spine is set to tingle, chills initiate as it finds its groove, loaded with gritty drum hits and a steady backbeat.
Space is nothing. It’s anti-interesting. An eternity of emptiness coated with a few wispy solar systems containing even less interesting planets….
Dive right into an action-packed excursion of soundtrack themed melodics, era-defining pop sensibilities and epic synthesized landscapes.
Opening with a cassette’s crackling tape- an authentic nostalgic vibe set from the start- the soft warm pad complements the dusky soundscape before the husk of Kristine’s voice splits all the noise straight down the middle
A tang of kerosene, a lullaby of carbon monoxide, the engine starts, lights rotating around the city in urgent slow motions, scattered neon colors the landscape.
Ambition, heroism, action, catastrophe…
A truly iconic track that simultaneously salutes and transcends the genre.
Managing to sound at once like the past and the future with vintage modulations, lo-fi washes, delay-drenched elements and reverb resplendent hits
Under a neon skyline the city exists as the colours gun-metal and indigo. Pixelated screens decorate the sides of building, adverts running across the surface. Architecture of freebasing television.
Like a song has been produced and then filtered through a lazy VHS tape, the retro vibe is spot on throughout, synth pop, retro-electro and 80s computer-funk, wobbling brooding synths, light chord stabs, melancholy and lost.
How do you know it’s not 30 years in the future now and we aren’t all bent in some interstellar time loop where the past is the future, that we didn’t go through a black hole and end up here in the nostalgic present?
Tonight’s theme is horror. Tonight's theme is revenge…
A car chase scene- A hero. A villain. A show down. The climatic scene from a film, a battle of cars, innocent bystanders caught in the cross fire, the street’s turning red and black with blood and gasoline.