Early in the morning, before I remove my mask and face the pain of solar radiation and subsequent retinal damage, I dream of the future. I ponder on Einstein's theories which allow for time travel. I consider harnessing the power of an exploding neutron star to power my travel through time.
I weigh my options between going back to view alien lifeforms teaching the Egyptians how to build hydrogen-fueled powerplants (some call them pyramids) and distribute power wirelessly (Tesla later figured this out, but that is another story).
However, I think I'd prefer to warp into the future and witness Tomorrow's World. Listen to this new band which consists of a member from New Young Pony Club, and the other from Air. As evidenced, analog circuitry will exist in the future, as it resonates with an imperfect humanity.
Sometimes, early in the morning, the ocean calls to me. She calls to me. Sometimes, I sit and dream of the old times down by the bay. These guys, Metronomy, have brought me back.
All I need in my music is a simple drum beat, some deep bass, and some easy keyboard lines. This is it. This is The Bay.
