Tangerine Dream

Book of Dreams (Sequel)
by Scott Hefflon

Tangerine Dream should go down in history as one of the most influential ambient/pop bands. And they’re not even very good, they just influence young bands to keep the synthesized flame burning. They also lull fresh-faced new agers with their syrupy transcendental tones. Ah, the glorious daybreak! The dew sparkling on the leaves! A genre breeze rippling the surface of the lake, catching the light in all its watery folds and reflecting it in a dizzying display of natural beauty. If you can’t get laid to Tangerine Dream, you’re beyond hope. A mixture of windpipe cheese (think low-budget martial arts movies), and driving, tribalistic synth beats (think Miami Vice or any under-lit love-making scene with lots of profile shots and arched, straining, glistening backs), Book of Dreams‘ two discs give you a soundtrack to your varied life – filled with dramatic highs, sorrowful lows, chase scenes, sex, and longing glances out the window.