Swinging between free-form and structure, the first track literally starts with birds' chirp, then it slowly mutes through immersive sonic manipulation, fed with wind instruments and minimal/micro audio, electronically modulated. Later, track D wisely speeds up into stochastic breakbeat, percussive and almost restless. The futuristic abstractions of the whole record genuinely blend density facets of avant-garde classical music phenomena. Final track, S, - s is for space, outer space, it is like it actually explores the algorithms of sound-space continuum, a constant, multivalent dominant here.
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