"From the brutal, pounding rhythms of a machine room, the subject follows an exit into an idyllic field of flowers. A little exploration, however, reveals a perhaps unexpected relationship -- that the flowers themselves are the very result and purpose of the machines' creation."
Very interesting. When I read the word "Machines" I thought, here's something that might have some heavy percussion depicting say like the slamming of a metal shears or whirling of drill presses or the thank tank bang of a turret lathe? Don't mind me, I'm just an ex-machine shop union worker from the early seventies. Still, would have loved to hear some obnoxious pounding percussion.
Other than my premature supposition, I can say I love the strings! The trading off of the theme is awesomely effective. Nice transition to "Flowers"!