What I'm listening to today: "Placelessness" (excerpt), Chris Abrahams with Oren Ambarchi and Robbie Avenaim
A beautiful single stretched-out abstract jazz moment, like time itself is made of honey and will not let you go. I remember Spin once described a Boredoms song as "like the opening to an epic rock song that never starts". This is more like a single five seconds between bridge and verse stretched out forever, growing and deepening without progressing. Anti-music.