Diogo Strausz

Flight of Sagittarius lifts off like a cosmic funk ritual—part interstellar disco suite, part sun-drenched Brazilian dream sequence. Diogo Strausz steers the vessel with a producer’s precision and a mystic’s intuition, stitching together shimmering strings, percussive constellations, and synth lines that ripple like heat off a distant planet.

There’s motion in every bar: upward drift, spiralling momentum, that feeling of gravity loosening its grip as the groove expands. Strausz channels vintage futurism without pastiche—think stardust on analog tape, samba DNA refracted through a prism of cosmic boogie, all delivered with a sly cinematic sweep.

It’s a voyage that never drops into pure escapism; instead, it glows with restless curiosity. A celestial dance record with a heartbeat, a compass, and an unmistakable pulse aimed at the stars.