Sonic tapestry of cymbals, primal howls, saxophone, violin, bamboo flute, harmonica, otherworldly voices. All sounds recorded in a meadow and processed in the studio. No synths or samplers used in the origination, destruction & eventual re-creation.
By improvising, with no deliberate thought given to structure at the time of playing, it is entirely possible that the mind is open to being influenced by any mischievous passing spirits that might be around and who want to express themselves in some way. Music from another dimension perhaps. Who knows what other realities are beyond our understanding?