"Music" was a generous description of the rug. It's dry and peppery. There are pops, cracks, hiss, and squeaks.

Occasionally windchimes in cool yellow tones of lemon light.

The best is the deep fat blue sounds. Like buddist prayer bells. My hand is always drawn to them and I replay them for the deeply calming Ooooom I hear.

Not exactly music. Weirdly engaging.