The day is over, the rain ride home awaits. Close your eyes and relax until your stop.

Too wet outside to hang your clothes, so relax while the tumble dryer soothes away the day ready for tomorrow.

Industrial chaos. Noises abound. Mechanical music drifts throughout. The future beckons.

The power of the sea. Nature at its most fierce and beautiful, as big wave after big wave breaks.

The hum from below, not quite sure where it's coming from. Trying to collide with the hiss of a cassette tape with no recordings, but playing anyway.

It's not quite wind. It's not quite earthly. It's dark ambience, and it's taking you to another dimension of relaxation.

For some, the endless drone of awaiting jet lag. For others, the sound to fall asleep to and wake up to.

A hot day. A light breeze turns into a cooler wind. The leaves rustle, the lake ripples, the wind placates the heat.

Listen to the soothing hum of a rainy downpour, as cars drive through the rain to get their inhabitants to their destination. Soothing and relaxing.

The centre of London. The hustle and bustle of this vast metropolis. But you only hear the filtered sounds of a rooftop listening moment.