“Sleepless in London” – we stroll through the town. Big Ben is ringing the bells – 2 o´clock. The sound of bells slowly get through the close grey fog to our ears. Morosely statures in the form of deep basses cross our way and lure us into gloomy corners. Like melodies big raindrops are falling down on the black plaster the moon is reflecting in.

O.S.R. is taking us on a journey through the mysterious nightly London. Affectionately knitted basslines and mysterious melodies go along with us on our way along the Themse lying under fog. “Sleepless in London” – scaring and  peaceful at the same time. What may lurk behind the next corner?