Pure atmospherics from Kim Myhr and Lasse Marhaug and no worse for it, by which I mean the 'ambience' here is of cold distant planets imagined by Tarkovsky, perhaps - all shimmering textures, extremely rough around the edges as if solar winds have eroded much of the structure - hold on, what do I mean? 'Space' albums are ten a penny. This is worth more. especially good is the way the pair craft evolving movements and rather than settle for common 'space noise' break it down to mysterious rattling on Part 4 before the final drift into the void where bass pulse heartbeats are all that remain. Quality.