ah, one of those breadths of fresh air perhaps brought on by the onslaught of autumn (the sun still fills the sky but the trees rain down leaves).
from the wonderfully weird wired (do they care that words overlap on the website and the meat of the text is given a slither of a frame? – i think not) comes a wonderfully constructed slice of string-laden ambience. the composition is classical, with a distorted undertow pulling it over towards the electronica aisle of yer online music store.
for the marginally more upbeat try vitamin s from david last. squelchy ragga trip hop. believe me.