Neon Mass imagines a midnight ritual inside a city built from light.
Sacred grandeur is rebuilt from circuits: analog pads hold like cathedral stone, brass cuts through like stained glass catching a neon flood, and a half-time trap pulse walks the aisle. Distant choir textures never quite resolve into words — devotion without a doctrine, only voltage and reverb.
Listen when you want something cinematic and heavy that still moves. Late drives, headphones after dark, or any stretch of time that needs a processional rather than a playlist filler.