This piece consists of cassette recordings I made in the mid-1980's in Denver. In those days, downtown Denver was a completely deserted no-man's land after 5 PM and over the weekends. This appealed to me so I'd carry my cassette deck and a cheap mic in a backpack and plug into the AC outlets one could usually find behind the bushes at the base of skyscrapers or in parking garages, and record the strange empty ambience of the deserted downtown: distant traffic, canned church bells from over on Broadway echoing among the buildings, squealing brakes on a faraway bus, etc.I was working for a doomed little film company who made a couple low-budget films and they had an office in a skyscraper there, with a couple of Fostex reel-to-reel 8-track tape machines and a Korg synthesiser. I was one of the only 4 people who worked there so I had a key, and I'd go there weekends when everything was completely deserted and copy my cassettes to the multi-track and mix them together into strange atmospheres. In this piece are also recordings I made of various hunks of dilapidated machinery being thrown down the stairway in a deserted building, some sounds I made with the film studio's synthesiser, squeaking metal gates in empty parking garages, and sounds recorded in various abandoned buildings around downtown.