Nothing is static. Music moves you places. And sometimes your machines follow you wherever you go. That's exactly what happened some moons ago during a nature retreat in Icelandic landscapes. The man. The machines. Water. Lots of water. Trees. Endless trees. And the horizon. Out of early mornings & contemplation come 3 tracks of sheer beauty ready to reunite with urban dancefloors.
| pos | title |
|---|---|
| A1 | There & Back |
| A2 | Come Alive |
| B1 | These Eyes |