When you walked from your front door to the subway station a brisk autumn breeze blew through your unbuttoned jacket. And this reminded you of a day you spent at home with the windows open in 1996 with a bottle of wine and a close friend. Orange leaves on the kitchen floor.

Bubble Shield draws from the small moments in life. It is the sound of the autobiography's manuscript when it fell off the desk into the fireplace. Household clicks and hard disks in natural reverb. It is subliminal.

Bubble Shield is a Chicago native and currently resides in Stockholm, Sweden.