A commenter named Andrei Eleodor Sirbu wrote the best possible comment for this 2 yrs ago, posted on a YT thread for the Bonobo track, "Black Sands" -- I bow b4 his eloquence & depth:
"You suddenly feel nostalgic of the life you never had"
Almost alone, on horseback, in the dry, dusty, desert - out west. Getting darker and darker as night crawls its way down towards the distant reddened horizon. You then stumble upon a ghost town, mostly silhouetted from its own, long, dark shadows. Best to burn some of the fallen wood to keep warm as you bed down for the night. But just as you begin to fall asleep, you open your eyes and you're startled to see, tall, twisted, burning spirits, released one by one - from a growing, raging, fire. The wind picks up, and through smoke filled air you flee for your life - as they pursue close behind. Not long after, you suddenly have to stop. And you realize that you're not going to get away. You've been trapped in a box canyon all this time. A dead end. And just as you turn around to feel and see their long reach of fiery death drawing near, with your back against a high wall of jagged stone - a fierce rain storm comes through and washes down and away your horrific danger. When the heavy rain eventually subsides, you quickly ride on without sleep that long and almost - lonely night...
