Logan, on 041209 Audio:
There is something entirely understated and beautiful about Martin’s work with sound. It verges on a kind of abstract harmony that is only sensed through a complete destruction of one’s immediate aural senses. One tunes in like a quiet child who is observing the events around him and never becomes part of the soundscape except for certain parts in 041209-09 when Martin’s voice interjects in surprise but before it can be recognised, it is already gone and one wonders if his voice was heard at all except on perpetual repeat.