An exotic, and slightly subversive, tone was instantly conjured by the opening number: "Tango in Macao", with its evocations of rusty ceiling fans, dark alleys and broken hearted gangsters...
"Postcard lovers", next, amplified the nostalgic, overtly cinematic, feel with the deceptively simple interplay of flute and keyboard underlining Ishiguro's wistful lyrics...
"Waiter, Oh Waiter", the lyrics take a decidedly playful turn, with yet another displaced traveller, agonizing over the mysteries of a foreign menu...
Journeys, both temporal and spatial, along with destinations
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