This Disquiet Is A Layering Of Many, The Process Is The Result: A Slow-churning, Microtonal Wash, At Once Liquid And Brilliantly Crystalline In Affect. Two Timbres Fracture Into Many. A Tectonic Drone Slides Below And Aerates A Chorus As Vocals Flicker In And Out Of Being, Wrestling With Silence. Cacophony Blends Into Order As Subtle Harmonies Appear. What Bence Has Written Falls Somewhere Between An Electronic Production And A Classical Composition. Where These Two Forms Intersect Is Where Disquiet Occurs.