Souvenir from Nuit by Blind Delon / Contre Soirée
« In their black granit spaceship, the cabin crew moves in slow motion, freed from weightlessness. Sinking into the dark depths of the universe, the members of the mission are watching with fear and resignation our galaxy moving away until it becomes a tiny point of light. In the large empty halls of the machine, the synthetic and freezing hymns of Blind Delon resonate »