A 1978 performance of a work by Wada, recorded in the Kitchen in New York. The three male voices (Wada, Richard Hayman and Imani Smith — I take it Smith is male as the voices are often pitched quite low, but I could be wrong) navigate a score that consists of vowel sounds (no consonants or fricatives to be heard!) arranged in tiers alongside loosely drawn, undulating lines indicating rises and falls of pitch. They only occasionally get to a throat-singing point though the general depth of tone produces some amount of multiphonics on its own. The phrase are sung slowly, held for the duration of a reasonable breath and, as the title indicates, are more or less in unison.

The overall effect is not dissimilar to some Tibetan monk singing. A generally ritual effect is certainly imparted though the concentration level precludes much in the way of New Age smarminess. The restrictions imposed — the vowel sounds, the phrasing, the unison aspect, the range of pitches — lead the listener down a meditative pathway, however. Those desiring more strictly musical rewards perhaps would have been better served in the lost space that was the first Kitchen venue where one can imagine bathing in the sounds. On disc, while not at all disagreeable, the length of the work can demand a level of surrender that may put off less spiritually intrepid listeners.