The sound for ancient metropoleis or a post-modern installation for the future. This record embalms a dichotomy between old and new, alpha and omega, a recent-emitted birth certificate and a dystopian cenotaph. It is cinematic in the same way as it is non-fashionable, an enlightened absolutism chest-pumping, chanting loudly for freedom. Globe amaranths, tamed elephants and synthesizers lecturing the universal gamut.