This was such a delicate piece, that I felt like Jake was sitting next to me and pushing the 'stop' and 'play' buttons as the archival tape played.

Going back through tape that his late father kept over the years, he blends thoughtful reflections with the simple beauty of the tapes. As his talks about the reasons his parents were so keen on keeping his remnants of youth, the weight of Jake collecting and listening to the tapes becomes heavy and made my throat fell twice as big.

It makes me think - these recordings don't really seem so amazing when they are being made. It takes years and age to make us realize how important they are, how much they hold within them, how they put an extra dimension in our lives that we never could imagine would develop or exist.

This is done in such a remarkable way, especially taking the 'stop' and 'play' sounds of the tape deck to create such a wonderful effect, picking up and pushing off of reflection and realization. And the most pretty thing about this is that as a listener, it's being told to you in the best way possible - in such a way where you feel as if Jake is actually sitting next to you, playing the tape for you. Sharing it with you. I am grateful for that.