Anyone saying electronic music lacks soul should listen to this album. Amazing how much warmth and emotion he manages to churn out of a few synths and a drum.
As you listen to this tune you are now a senior engineer working at the Tesla hyper-factory. The sounds of sparks and hisses become more visceral as you and your workmates weld together the fuselage of the newest nuclear-powered hypercar. It's shiny. Shareholders estimate top speeds in the 500 mph's, but everyone knows those are cute numbers. Elon is walking around, overseeing, and he's high as fuck. You feel a hand on your shoulder; Elon's behind you. You turn your face around to see he stares at you with conviction, saying "This shit is gonna fuck." He blows a smoke plume, still staring. Your welding helmet starts to hotbox. Your shoulder is released. You turn back around. Press on and god speed.
