On Danny Clay‘s lovely, calming Periphery (2018), the music is a memory deconstructed, then reconstructed – in a minimalist, zen-like way. Flute, piano, cello, and various electronic tones float in and out of one’s awareness, coalescing in the corner of one’s mind before dissipating and reforming, only to drift away again. It’s ethereal and ephemeral, very much of the present moment. There are tuneful elements but they come and go; just as important are the spaces between notes. The result is a hushed, rarefied atmosphere not unlike Brian Eno’s Music for Airports. One could attempt to differentiate between the four different movements but that seems beside the point. Just be here now.