Though similar to Terry Riley's Poppy Nogood and Fripp and Eno's Revox excursions in its immersive beauty, Coxhill's questing ear and tireless invention resists the urge to play it safe.
Emmerson subjects the saxophone to extreme filtering, ring modulation and all manner of jiggery pokery; clouds of bats, foghorns and distressed owls are conjured up in quick succession.