What to make of “Autumnmotion” when there is so little from which to get one’s bearings? There is a title and there is sound — no liner note, no “cover” image. It is a puzzle of a track, though there are hints, especially at the start: the crunch and pace of the initial audio could be both halves of the title: leaves under foot. As time passes — four and a half minutes, all said — the track takes on the sense of the real world lightly altered. It brings to mind a casual day spent with one’s iPod set to the RjDj app. Nearby voices and passing cars, among other things, are lightly filtered, a sonic testament to our technologically mediated age.