Two materials refuse to merge. The interior is a braid of soft violet (Ab), spring green (A), and jade (E), three pitch centres within a single percentage point of one another, so nothing owns the harmony. The beats are drawn in fired clay at the rim, a palette belonging to no pitch anywhere inside, and where they erupt hardest, around 3:30, the ring edges settle to their smoothest of the whole song: emergency, drawn as calm.