This latest work is a collaborative durational work by musician Sarah Davachi and filmmaker Dicky Bahto, both based in Los Angeles. With a performance/running time of three hours, it invites the audience to shift their concentration and perception through gradual changes in sound and image. This piece was originally commissioned by the Museum of Modern Art in New York, and received its premiere performance in September 2023.

You need patience and concentration for this one. Davachi splits the lengthy piece into three parts, opening with tape-dubbed string loops that she almost imperceptibly intermingles with woolly, wavering synth drones. It's music that's made for the deepest possible listening, following in the stead of work by Pauline Oliveros, or arch minimalists Éliane Radigue and Phil Niblock. And although we've not seen Bahto's accompanying film, the sound gives us at least some indication of its direction: slow, secretive and ineffably elegant. Over the course of an hour, the first part delicately progresses, absorbing different tones and textures as it grows. The solemn strings eventually disappear completely, and barely audible organ phrases appear in the far distance, suspended beneath Davachi's almost choral drones.

The second act is even more haunted, initially a soft-edged palpitation made from lower-case oscillations that twists and turns, heaving into the breathy middle section where Davachi introduces brassier, more hypnotic sounds. Warmed up by tape-y saturation, the pliant drones beat and throb with microscopic complexity, taking their time to excite quieted rhythms that only emerge after a listen or two. Eventually, the moody string loops that appeared at the beginning of the first segment seem to make a slight return, warbling into the foggy synths.

And it's these grazed, ferric murmurs that introduce us to 'Part III', in time joined by giddy resonant whirrs that almost overrun the entire spectrum. Davachi offers obscured callbacks to the rest of the piece throughout, while retaining our attention with swooning mesmeric tweaks and textures. In the central section, she almost creates an orchestral swell from her minimal electronic setup, and by its conclusion, drifts the composition towards the heavens with nebulous celestial wails.