Puy de Sancy is renowned for its picturesque views, so it was just right for a getaway. Needle and Plate set off down the slope in the early afternoon to enjoy the playful landscapes. Gusts of wind mingled with the chirping of birds and blurred into a unified soundscape, mimicking a rare vinyl of field recordings.

Each step was immersive, allowing one to drift toward the tops of the trees, get lost among rustling leaves, and take a look at oneself from the outside. The daylight was replaced by twilight filled with the anticipation of camping and a pleasant fatigue which did not stop one from putting up the tent. Now there was nothing superfluous left around – only the crackle of the fire, two merry men and a magic joint.

– Can you believe it? I can feel the universe sequencing.
– Yeah, that's a good one. I wonder how our homegrown bush is doing. All right, look what I got.
– Did you bring your portable speaker again? I thought we had a deal.
– You know how much I love music. Don't be mad. Have you heard of these two?