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Individual snowflakes fall damply onto the black asphalt of the sidewalk in front of the entrance to an evacuated apartment building. Cool piano and restrained strings, for human Fates and journalistic border crossings such as war reporting.
One historically established institution after another falls, while super-oligarchs driven by vague motives and psychedelic substances erode the state apparatus without a mandate. A gloomy tech soundscape for investigative reports on shadowy actors who are pushing for the limelight.
In the cybernetically augmented warfare of the 21st century, data sovereignty has long since become the decisive factor. The global monopoly of the former ally on cloud storage services proves to be a considerable strategic disadvantage. Cool and urban electronic beat with sci-fi sound effects.
Rural exodus: Flourishing landscapes have given way to deserted concrete jungles. The phenomenon of urbanization - a demographic dead end? Depressing and critical, for serious content about social voids.
The countdown to the start of the show has begun. Our celebrities have arrived at their hotels on the dream vacation island of Mallorca and are mentally preparing for the first interviews. Summery and casual, for entertainment formats on private stations.
Earn money in your sleep. Too good to be true? Monetize up to three sleep phases per night, with advertising and propaganda recordings by a provider of your choice - simple and terminable at any time. Surreal, with a slightly dark undertone.
A favourite with the audience: armed with all kinds of equipment obtained from specialist retailers, self-proclaimed ghost hunters investigate so-called PSI phenomena on the borderline between science and outright nonsense. Prepared piano, sound effects and a hectic electronic beat that starts up as suddenly as it dies down again create an eerie tension insterspersed with gentle acoustic shock moments.
A baroque-framed oil painting is emblazoned on the wall above the staircase to the attic of the old manor house. Eerie: on closer inspection, the pupils of the ancestor, dead for many centuries, seem to follow every movement.
Stranded with a broken-down car, in the middle of a storm at night: a community of mysterious monks who inhabit the castle-like estate at the end of the street kindly make their telephone line available for a short call to a nearby garage. But cries of distress keep emanating from a distant tract of the building...
Shadow: The absence of light. In times of ubiquitous, anthropogenic light pollution, more and more people are developing irrational fears of the dark.
