I have been listening to this track for the past five years of my life. It will stick with me. It has been played at least once a month. Truly a masterpiece. Steve Roach is an artisan and I have great respect for him.
"At the age of nineteen, Steve Roach experienced a life-threatening motorcycle accident out alone in the desert. It took hours for an ambulance to pick him up. During the time he was lying there by the wayside, his body bruised and broken, he was put in touch with death. There was a taste of its grasp, his field of vision widely expanded yet blurry, all colours replaced by a ghostly white. Time took on a different meaning, the digits of the clock speeding up, slowing down and occasionally coming to a full stop. All around him, there was sound, a visceral noise putting him in touch with his true self. He’d seen these fields of his inner world stretch out in front of him before. But for the first time, perhaps, it became clear to him that it was through creating music, rather than the rush of racing or his active attention as a serious listener, that he could briefly capture it and feel its presence most clearly. When he opened his eyes again in the hospital, he wasn’t merely regaining his consciousness – he was waking up to a new life."