L. Horvath conceived of this album as a kind of trading post: songs are built from surfaces that both signal and elude origin; are sold into conventional relations of composition, and are undone again to be spun anew through the act of listening. Like a reenactment of primal capitalistic scenes in early American colonies, multifarious character voices retrace the networks of sourcing, trading, and narrativizing the flow of raw goods. Creatures of discrete geographies are reified through the trading of their synecdochal furs. The landscape is plumbed and storied under economies of displacement. Tools of survival quicken into aesthetic dogma. Much of the album is constructed from a bank of samples L. Horvath took of a piano and guitar inherited from his late aunt. Chris Oberholzer played strings over many of the tracks.