4 AM. The eyesight is different than it was 8 hours ago. It became tired and irritable. Streets are occupied mainly by cabs. Traffic-lights know only one color. Parties or after-parties had been left behind this. It’s the dark side of the night in the city. Unpolished and without a make-up. It was washed by the rain and sweat. Everything had been seen, everyone had been met. Too much of drinking, too many cigarettes. It’s a long way home. And these are the sounds which were heard during this trip.

United States of America. This is where our new mix comes from. It’s a bar of experimental electronica with the nougat of avant-garde hip-hop and the flavor of strange rhythms. Bittersweet. Taste it.