The title song on Neubauten’s last album, Perpetuum Mobile, was inspired by the copious amounts of travelling that the band did and the lyrics intriguingly describe a life spent away from home, wandering through international airports and hanging around in the queue at customs.

This morning, the song happened to be playing as I was descending with the masses into the bowels of the underground. I had never been fully aware of the rhythm of the horde of zombies who shuffle their way through the corridors, past the ticket machines, down the escalators and along the platforms every morning on their daily commute to work. And neither seeing the band play PM live, nor listening to it in situ at home, had I truly appreciated how well the song captures that rhythm until this morning.

It’s a beautiful thing.