While occupied with unrelated tasks, I cannot consciously replay Drift. The notes disappear. The environment remains. Memory appears to preserve place more readily than sequence. Perhaps the mind reconstructs atmosphere before it reconstructs sound.
The position of the listener changes the composition. Standing close to a speaker reveals detail. Texture. Breath. Movement. Stepping further away allows those details to dissolve into a single environment. The recording remains identical. Only the relationship between listener and source changes. Perhaps every composition exists in multiple forms depending on distance.