From Lost to Loosing: Lost Lovesongs
How to describe the mystery of the doorway, the threshold, the dawn that sleeplessly arrives? How to describe the mystery of the exit that is somehow both an entrance and their blurring togetherness? How to describe the downcast euphoria of those tracks — whether by the trinity of The Prince of Denmark, Traumprinz and DJ Metatron, or by The Prime Minister of Doom, or by this latest divine name, DJ Healer — that carry this mystery within them, that shine with a light that comes from farther than their sound?
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