Last Saturday afternoon the clouds rolled in, lightning cracked the sky and the power went out. I stood outside and I could feel it - the absence of the switch-flow of energy, an undercurrent we're barely aware of, but now that it was gone, there was a null space. An eerie silence. So, I put my headphones on, chilled out, and filled it with sound.
And in the shuffle came this song and it was kind of - perfect. Moby's 'The Sky is Broken' from his album, 'Play'. Pared back, poetic, hypnotic and achingly intimate.