Hauntology of the holidays. Like the ghosts to Ebeneezer, or the angel to George Bailey. Music for shortness of days, the descending thermometer, crystalline air, & the vertigo of nostalgia. An end of year vigil. Sounds for the mesmeric blur of strewn lights. For the collective disconnect. For the whirling anxiety of the season, couldn't we all use a little Space for the holidays . . . ?