A very precise name of this album is given. This must be the saddest album ever published, honestly, this record is so unbelievably well executed that it seems like the Rezso Seress himself has stepped down from heaven (or wherever he's kicking about) and co-written some of this stuff. Some parts sounds like modern version of Frederic Chopin's Funeral March.. Somewhere inbetween A/B there is a slight 2 minute hope for sunray, but again it gets hammered down by Nicolas's extraordinary skill of that gloomy, grey, deepest-you-ever imagine autumn rain-like feeling. No space, or science, or nature, or birds or any other themes that usually inspires artists of this genre. Nicolas's theme here is retro. If you ever cought yourself thinking about how in the world can you be such a lucky son of a bitch as you are today, put this record on, that will slow you down. Essential music, a must have for any ambient lover, that's all I can say.