Solo releases by Heemann are getting scarce these days, so I instantly got hold of this very short (28 minutes) ultra-limited edition. Christoph moves around his signature artistic coordinates: starting from silence, a trembling low frequency slowly rises, sometimes in company of metallic spasms and noises not distant from the ones I remember hearing far away when in my youth I passed my summers near a marble-cutting facility. In these sections, Heemann’s work could be associated to several Organum recordings. Then, everything comes up and starts shaking my conscience, to return to complete silence in the end. Too short indeed, but extremely significant, as always expected by this man.