I’m quite sure that this splendid artifact will appeal to anyone who loves Mirror and Christoph Heemann’s albums, not to mention all the excellent recordings by Chalk himself that I’ve been listening to for all these years, plus Ora’s outings. The beauty of the drones elicited by Andrew Chalk is something I can’t describe with mere words: three movements, sounds only apparently immobile but actually changing tonalities and colours, directly touching the deepest corners of your perceptive area. We’re in for a fabulous flight through straight rainbow spectra, each one augmented with hazy processed sounds. The suspension of body and mind’s primary activities brings to a state of mourning stillness, while we’re forced to think that something’s going to change – but it never does. Furthermore, we just realize to be happy about it. Indispensable.