Alternate name is "Expressway Dream Reflection"
Packaging is one lovely black translucentish vellum square title page in a flat plastic sleeve with black CD-R, no jewel case, no booklet, no descriptive notes.
My apartment is located at 2000 Brooklyn Street, Detroit Michigan, at the intersection of two major freeways near downtown and I frequently record the sound made by the distant hum of the cars leaving the city. In the early morning hours just after sunrise I lay in bed imagining the source is a great lake with its rising waves responsible for this soothing soundtrack and not the shapeless drone formed by thousands of steel-framed traveling machines passing by, forever playing in the background.
Very special thanks to Jean Cook who took the project seriously when I suggested that a string arrangement could be coordinated with the pitches and rhythms implied by the expressway sounds and raindrops.
- Warren Defever
I don't think I'm alone in hearing echoes of notes in ambient sounds; it's not that different from making out faces and shapes from clouds and tangled tree branches. I find it useful to remove sound like those from a freeway from its context and listen more deeply; that exercise helps me to distinguish and regard these sounds in a different way next time I encounter them. There is something powerful in the ambiguity of rumbles and drones, when the listener can access their own meaning to attach to these sounds. Turn the volume up to fill a room and be held by the sound. Put it in a car stereo and drive around the countryside at night. Does the experience feel different when you bring these sounds outside of a city? Can you tell why? What does a raindrop trigger for you when that sound finally arrives?
- Jean Cook