Dreamy, haunting drone from Atlanta. Gentle and flowing, and at the same time a little dissonant and noisy. Neither happy nor sad, but emotionally rich in an indeterminate way. Especially well suited for cool, crisp weather. David Tagg has been making music like this since the mid-aughts; his early album Fundamentals of Orchid Biology is one of the most hypnotizingly enigmatic things I've ever heard. Here Tagg plays "Guitars, Piano, Synthesizers, Environments, Vacuum Tubes." RIYL Sarah Davachi, Fennesz, Stars of the Lid, Adam Pacione, William Basinski. Favorites: 1, 2. No discernible words, no FCCs.

1. *(22:17)—The noisiest track of the group, but still subtle. Scraping, glitching sounds. Deep drones. Bird sounds?
2. *(14:59)—Warm drone washes, soft hiss, distant whispering.
3. (14:33)—One set of continuous tone, slightly tense, with some glitching textures in the background.
4. (21:06)—Again one long drone, ominous, with insect-like sounds.