Hiroaki Yamamoto

Deep introspective Eno-esque drone piece, suitable for long meditation or transitioning into restful sleep. There is water in the beginning . . . does it end on its own, or is it present throughout? (i.e., does the primary material slowly mask the sound of the water?) Subtle audio artifacts intermittently punctuate the ongoing drones; are these intentional or is it my iPhone speaker having some fun with my ears? My final meandering thought as the piece fades out: the final repeating C sounds at about the same pace as my now slow breaths fall . . . so many questions to ponder! Namaste.