Iguazu

Gustavo Santaolalla – Iguazu from The Insider, Soundtrack (1999) /dreamily flittering hispanic pleasantry/
((A fleshy curtain slowly rises. An opaline sphere pushing from behind. White, and depths of black at its centre crowned blue. A wash of lights prickles across its surface. The fingers find no purchase yet somehow find a way to do their work. The orb is more supple than expected. As it is rent slowly and easily apart, the raw and glistening lesion gives way to colours and shapes, cobwebs talents and sighs, that spill out, like milk from tilting ceramics.))