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Field recordings and mobile phone memos drift alongside unusual samples and one-take improvised piano performances. This is musical sketching; a lightness of touch; an album as photographic contact sheet; an audio page of possibilities.

Soundscapes and micro-narratives for a half-remembered, half-imagined bygone era. The Arteries of New York CIty peer into a memory of the past while glitches from the future pump new blood into old conduits.