In the spirit of a William Gibson short story, it’s the musical idea of a simple program, like a computer daemon, operating in a cube - in a virtual world. Does it exist when we aren’t using it? Does it sit in its cube with its own weather and its own birds, waiting for an opportunity to serve?

This is my “foreground” piece for The White Cube Project, with SackJo22’s voice reversed and squeezed into a little cube.

This reminds me of some of the tracks I remember from Cluster.