This is a simple piece I made a long time ago which admittedly was back when I didn't really know what I was doing. I can't imagine myself making something like this now.

The inspiration came from, well, being on hold. It's supposed to feel slightly melodramatic, and at the same time, you want more to happen, but it just doesnt. It just repeats and repeats, perhaps playing the same music clip over and over again. The "trancey" part is the final relief through which you finally talk to somebody. For a short time. Then you're put on hold again. :o