rustling pillows, irate flamingos, drums thumped feverishly in basements. tweaked cassettes, noisy buses, restless hands tapping dashboard rhythms in thick dusk traffic. found sound, musique concre&#768,,te, stuttering drum loops forged in twilight boredom � hyperedited into ruminative dance collages. pillow by mischa lively (ne&#769,,e barton, blake): 4 songs, 25 minutes, a hybrid of exertion and uplift. pillow marks both the nashville native�s debut for racecar and the denouement of an evolution. once rigidly stuck to notions of how rhythm should be utilized � barton is a trained percussionist � the producer eventually realized the potential in limiting himself to a minimalist diet of new and archived drum loops from which to build songs. studying myriad treatment techniques, barton then executed a vision unmoored to binary ideas about �live� versus �electronic,� blurring lines as he composed with an ear for idm, dub, techno, and ambient music. hence pillow: a vast assemblage of rhythm and sound performed to mirror the spirit of dance records. indeed, the 12� is as ripe for warehouse parties as meditative nights alone, headphones affixed, candles lit, marveling at the mysteries humans conjure with physical limbs. �rhythm is instinctual to me,� barton remarks when asked about his preference for recording analogue patterns versus beats sourced from 1s and 0s. �and i dislike sitting nearly as much as working from computers.� movement, then, is a virtue to barton, and in mischa lively he�s found a taut, elegant, propulsive vehicle in which to explore it.