I bought this album during a weekend in Boston, and I'll forever associate it with the T.
Something about this album makes it perfect cityscape music; simple, unbroken, very high pitched and intermittent with very intangible environmental effects in the background.
On a whim I listened to it while attempting to get a tan in Phoenix.
It had the interesting effect of reducing my experiential time by 33% - the album is 70+ minutes but I only felt 45 of them.
Very helpful that the chapter marks on the disc are set at 10 minute intervals so I could time my exposure.
I'd listen to it going to sleep, but I'm not sure what sort of dreams I'd have.
If you want to find out for yourself, it's a domestic release on
Silent.