Strangely enough, while listening to this concise work I was more than once reminded of that kind of involuntary microactivity caused by the wind blowing on the remnants of an autumn storm, meaning the rustling of dead leaves and branch fragments that are an unique experience for the ears, especially in the silence of a wood. In several parts of “Decisions” a fac-simile of this reality can be appreciated in a series of interlocking organic patterns that counterbalance the electronic weight of the remaining sections, where Hess’ extrapolations of percussive gestures are eaten and reshaped by Davis’ laptop generating repetition, feedback and hovering clouds of claustrophobic manifestations. Hesitation and imperfection become the platform from which this music leaves to reach an uncertain stasis, where all the musicians’ efforts fuse in flashes of multi-language billows.