The trumpet player sits cross-legged front and center with a lone spotlight to illuminate his cause as the drummer keeps the beat patiently in the background. The room is dimly lit (naturally), and the clinking of ice cubes rattling around in my goblet of whiskey compliment the quiet acoustics of the space. Smoke vapor is ruminating as it dances freely in the minimal light available as the dull roar of intimate conversation comes into play. People are dancing, but not maniacally, it’s more of a lonely waltz as you wander the dance floor in an attempt to discover yourself. Head in the air, arms wide open, spinning and shuffling as the melody shifts in intensity. This escape that is offered is so meticulously calculated, from the white noise that gently makes it’s presence known in the background to the muted reverb drenched trumpet, it almost lets you know that you’re exactly where you’re supposed to be, because it’s exactly where it’s supposed to be. Check for Francis Harris‘ “Minutes Of Sleep” EP out on Scissor and Thread February 24th. Stream the project preview after the jump.