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Eerie sliced-up whispers lead to a string drone which threads into more-than-ten-minute-long immemory to be met by bass pulses and thunderously scattered drumbeats. Rippling keyboard staccatos and loopy electronics join in this aggressively beaten expanse. Once the drums overexert themselves, everything else fades away, and the strange whispering returns. Large phantasmal, orchestral-ish movements travel through passage de recherche in a billowing, repeating cycle, giving way to weird spoken vocal mutations in the last minute. The piece ends on a tiny buzz which segues into the gradually layered sonnelicht; thin-sounding background textures and muffled bass notes slowly expand, receiving an occasional spoken bit, then a sputtering electronic rhythm. More overt keyboarding occurs by way of trilling phrases are added, then drawn out violin passages come in over the top, until all eventually subsides...
An English woman's (as a robotic elevator operator?) and man's voices are sequentially mixed into the burbling electrons which flow underneath ground veil (2:24).
A rather minute e-rhythm begins and becomes the intro to lithia water (12:30), where the beat beefs up into a quite-active drum'n'bass style, over which a string section drapes silky strands of highs and lows. A particularly driving electronic bass-surge does its thing, effectively taking over the piece, then sharing stage with the strings. The beats increase their forcefulness and inventiveness in retaliation, not long before energetic e-piano notes begin to traipse around. Liquidly streaming electric guitar is the next visitor, molten strands wavering. Dramatic re-arrangements of the ongoing theme involve the many layers of sound reasserting themselves in new ear-catching ways. I almost let out an audible "whew" when things finally begin to power down, though the strings still behave rather overtly. The final moments fade back to tiny bleeps and what appear to be, perhaps, scanned telephone conversations.
Moodily spacious tones and a bass thrum converge along a vertical line, where distant piano notes trickle and radiant sonic mutations sometimes flow as if from a fountain of music. Deep, droning cello-like notes encounter further string accompaniment in a lush, neo-symphonic interlude, which even incorporates operatic singing briefly.
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