Schweini and R. in Sicily. In the west of the island, the early evening sunlight shimmers with a sense of hope and serenity, like a steady 4/4 beat at 122 BPM. An 808 kick drum joins in, adding a lively touch to a delicate melody. A short release with just three tracks in total, bringing an entire journey to life. The sounds drift airily from the lagoon to the sea. Never oppressive or monotonous. We open our hearts – yes, we’re in. The analog creak of a sun lounger made of old wood and metal echoes the salty scent of the sea. We first follow the light breeze and the rippling of the sound sequences in the shallow vegetation at low tide. Just above the water’s surface, two birds dance. They move cheerfully toward us. Alternately, they call out sounds until their voices merge into a seemingly endless melody. In the fading evening light, reflected crystal-clear and weightless. Schweini pulls his cap down low over his face and listens: in a house on the shore, a pianist plays alone on the piano, surrounded by warm, rhythmic synthesizer sounds