Intimate electronics with fractured symmetry, icy sounds that melt into glossy pools, an occasional air of subtle melancholy. Sounds excellent in the heat of Summer with cicadas blazing full blast, or walking across the crunch of snow surrounded by empty trees gently oscillating in Winter. A compilation like a bridge over a creek, a child contemplating an icicle, a waterbear playing dice with her comrades. Expertly curated, though how would I know? You know that feeling when you perceive the profound mystery in the utterly familiar? Usually in solitude when everything falls quiet for a moment. A floorboard creaks, a window shade barely scrapes the window frame in a languid breeze. This album presents that feeling, reflected in chrome.

Pretty superb compilation!