I’ve always been drawn to the idea that consciousness isn’t a privilege reserved for humans. What if everything—objects, places, even the air between us—has its own form of awareness? It may be beyond our comprehension, but it’s a poetic and powerful notion. This idea is called panpsychism, and it’s the perfect name for Test Patterns’ latest album.

Usually, I write reviews about music composed by other musicians. This time, though, I’ll be writing about my own music Elegy Sonata