Paul Clark’s music is as integral to the piece’s whole as any of the movement or other visual signifiers. His soundtrack has a cumulative restless feel to it, like moving around a busy city or flitting through an FM radio dial. In the playful juxtapositions, the music moves into hip hop territory, reminding me of J Dilla’s seminal Donuts album at times in his creative restlessness and urbanity... composed of short, exquisite moments, never trying to milk anything. When so many companies seem to make work that feels like it’s treading water, it’s invigorating to see something like this that is overflowing.