When I was 18 I could do anything. My emotions were so close to the surface. I could feel everything.
Machine-driven EBM, yet reflective, calm. Revolving around a very human sax and a simple three note piano refrain.
Event Horizon Houses things up. Sirens sigh. Synths parp like brass. Growl with Horror / Sci-Fi soundtrack menace. While the computer on cowbell goes into a trance.
The 20 minute Centre Of Time has Cafe Del Mar melodies drift in and out of a Kosmische black hole. Appearing and disappearing in the void. Caught between sunset and supernova.