As has become tradition, I'm going to pick some of your sultanas and comment on them 😉 .

Boris Blank impressively demonstrates how tricky flying in space can be. One wrong chord and the lunar module will tip over or end up lying on its back.
With Jarre and Tangerine Dream you hit the bull's eye.

With Agabas, I'm surprised that the instrument and the musicians come out of the story in one piece (when I hear how the bass is maltreated at the beginning). 😮

Avalange Kaito is clearly characterised by its turbulence. It is a deliberate provocation of old traditions.
Thank you very much for the "connoisseur", which immediately catapulted me back into the arms of my French teacher. Whenever I have included the "connaisseur" in the process, it has always reminded me of days long gone by, when the guillotine was only used to cut hair and the connaisseur was a "connoisseur" 😊.

Beth Gibbons is in a class by herself. When the comparison with a young Kate Bush comes to my mind, am I completely wrong?

I always feel a bit sorry for Neil Young. I so wish he had a voice that could be called a singing voice. The good Lord will probably deny him that until the end of time. 😏😉

Almost forgot - you might be interested in these.