Jack has a theory, the best music is the beat of Life. He records its song in the field. Birds greet the sun, streams, the wind plays through the branches.

Natural symphonies between dawn and dusk. Symphonies now lost to us, dulled by much more violent scores.

Jack is a pure soul, but he knows his way around electronics, he records, catalogs, but doesn't transform. He loves the original sound.

An original sound that he shares with his friends using viola, piano, guitars.

Jack has a decent collection of field recordings and library music, he builds sound postcards with the voice of nature, instruments, electronic rhythms.

Nature follows a cinematic plot, jazzy profiles, a single body. A green body illuminated by soft strobe lights.

A free flow with timid melodies envelops a landscape that can hardly leave one indifferent.

Tracklist

01   First Light (03:39)

02   Western Isles (06:13)

03   Still (06:55)

04   The Lizard (05:51)

05   Long Orchard (04:56)

06   Alyth (06:32)

07   Wingbeats (11:59)

08   Serpentine (01:16)

09   Stone (06:08)

10   East London Street (11:13)

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