Like music coming trough the wall …
… or perhaps trough skin, muscle and amniotic. There is a sort of warm comforting feel about this piece, like you would imagine it to be in a mother’s womb. The heartbeat and the noise from blood running trough the veins is missing though. But apart from that, it is pretty much the impression you get. Everything is slow and damped. A Deeper Silence is as close as music can get to the vanishing point without disappearing.