In the middle of the night, a drowsy gas station attendant sees a woman driver pull into his gas station. An attraction for the stranger is immediately born, but they exchange nothing more than a glance. She drives off again and everything stops before it starts.
“Forlorn Hope” put into music the sad reality of a powerless witness in front of the exponential disaster of his planet. The despair scream of a complain through multiple dimensions : violence, insalubrity, cleavage. If the world slowly falls through destruction, are we inactive witness of an impending climate disaster ?