This 22-minute ambient tone poem could serve as the end credit score for a motion picture showing the desolation of a deserted city whose landmarks have been blown away by something or other. The piece opens with a serene, attractive tune stated by the piano over sheets of sound from a string quartet. Eventually low-pitched trombone clusters join the string quartet as the piano part
becomes even simpler. There are passages of stasis as the piece tries to figure out what to do next but
Jim Fox usually comes up with some densely sustained new ideas before things drift for too long. As in other entries in this series, the CD-single format is a good way to impose some discipline on the longeurs of the ambient style heard here. ~ Richard S. Ginell