[May 26 2022]
In 2070, as the temperatures keep rising, the seasons have disappeared and it rains all year round. Buildings rise higher than the clouds and the wealthy who inhabit them vacation in space. Stranded on the ground and desperate for reality, we listen to music in small rooms, surrounded by cables and dreams.
“Melted down in the rain,
the voice of the prayer to the sky
turned into the sound of hitting the windows.
Only in my dream,
I don’t have t o worry about anything.
Today I drown my fears in sound
and dream sweet dreams.”
Click here to listen to the music of the future.
Track by Eulalie