This short but fascinating piece begins with the tiniest of sounds, miniscule electronic smudges flitting from speaker to speaker like microscopic moths and, like moths, establishing the space they occupy. One might expect a gradual crescendo here but, happily, Unami confounds such expectations. Instead, he forces the listener to rein in such "standard" structural belief systems and recognize the field he has created as being freestanding and worthy of contemplation. The consistency and variety of sounds are altered over the course of the piece, not by any overarching plan, however, but by very natural-feeling fluctuations. They remain brief and quiet but cluster in patterns that evanesce rather than repeat. By weaving a convincingly palpable fabric out of the most gossamer of materials, Unami has provided a superb lesson in just how "little" stuff is necessary to create a sonic object of beauty. Listeners who enjoy the almost-thereness of musicians like Taku Sugimoto or Radu Malfatti will want to hear this lovely disc. Recommended.
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