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I say it's not so dark as it is isolationistic, and the Tokyo theme is underplayed, especially given the prominence of the more "scientific" angle taken by the thought-provoking track titles.
Japanese crowd chatter and flute/string sounds blur into a shimmering, cavernous drone as the "lab" workers begin their hypothesis formulation. In random sampling, faraway conversations and recorded voices are interwoven into the backdrop of this more-musical outing; dubby bass and wafting synth strata eventually meet up with operatic singing and repeated choral interjections. Rapid, sparkling microblips lead into standard error of measurement (8:21), a gorgeously melancholy arrangement of warmly twinkling bleeps and muffled textures which churns in its own aura then blurs away.
The muted tonal wanderings of suppression of conflicting results grow louder and louder until they simply vanish, leaving only hints of their previous existence.
frequency distributions release electronic waves which merge with falteringly plucked Oriental-like strings that fade to reveal a distributed pattern of chiming frequencies. Warbles, bleeps, buried speech, boiling electrons and a thumping rhythmic pulsation stir measures of inter-rater reliability.
A beat-driven explosion of audio-information briefly erupts as conforming to publication requirements. Even shorter, concerns of the public (0:43) are barely-heard voices... A lovely micro-digital rhythm and extended overtones imbue the closing piece, experimenter bias, with an intriguing cold-yet-warm sensibility which drifts away, leaving a faintly ringing remembrance.
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