One listen.

I also thought a bit about what I was hearing with this one. I was thinking more about how the sounds progressed more than how they worked with each other. I think that came through strongly, and I don’t think that was the best thing to think about.

Baraki’s “Boundary” is from Colony Laspberry.

I hope you enjoy.

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It’s water and a percussive strike. Likely the sound of an object holding water hitting a stone, or perhaps just after dropping water. It echoes, and other sounds float through this enclosed space.

As though water bubbling carries through, and soon percussion enters into play. It seems to strike and shuffle, and find harmony in drops. The space transforms and the percussion takes texture and tone, and takes the flow elsewhere. It’s as though echoing underwater, and it consumes attention. It stops for a moment to reveal another sound, then fills it again.

Something whirs and a voice comes in here and there, and greater form and percussion comes in. Almost an angularity to it, and all feeling quite organic. It’s of low beauty, and there’s a calm among it all. There’s a shifting in how sounds are used, and it seems as though, whilst everything is busy, everything is slow. Rapid, and slow.

Percussion is falling away, and some of the more background stuff is obvious, though perhaps it was always obvious. Perhaps it was always there.

Eventually sound seems to sway back and forth, or rather, smoothly snap back and forth. Other beeps and pulses come in, and there’s this unnerving feeling to it, though also a curiosity. It keeps going, and seems to build and build, and the percussion suddenly falls away. And so do more sounds.

Silent space, with this beeping, though it’s less a beep and more like a whistle. And it too fades, and what is left is a sound slowly moving its way through this empty space, seemingly growing louder, shrinking away, getting quiet again, lingering long enough until it stops and the song ends.