This music knows when to be gentle, when to be harsh; when to quiet down, when to erupt; it knows when to change, and it knows when to be still. A meticulously designed sonic organism that is living, breathing, and evolving. Makiko is listening.

The keyboards take on many guises: at times a percussion instrument, a harp, a banjo, or a guitar, and at times a bit-crushed, distorted electronic voice - all forming a virtual orchestra that speaks in many tongues.

Transformations of instrumental colour and harmonic space form a thread across the album, but, decidedly, not a goal-oriented narrative. There are rare precious moments where the composer pans an instrument from one ear to the other, very gradually. It is a beautiful sensation especially when listening with headphones.

This music celebrates the beauty of subtlety, of limitations, of focus and persistence it celebrates the complex sound world and the range of expression that these magical instruments over.

It is a playful music, constructed with Makikos original and genuine language.