Forward
Softerfields came from the feeling that life in Singapore moves very quickly. We optimise time, move from place to place, and fill every single gap in our lives.
I wanted these sessions to take place at night, often after work, because that is when it feels possible to slow down, arrive properly, and step outside habitual routines.
A few months ago, I was in Berlin and attended a listening event for Flora by Hiroshi Yoshimura. About twenty people gathered in a small room. The record played from start to finish without interruption. That experience stayed with me longer than I expected.
This project also comes from the feeling that there are very few third spaces left in Singapore. Softerfields is a small attempt to create something different. A quiet space at the end of the day where people can slow down, listen together, and simply spend time without needing to produce or optimise anything.
Music
I decided to begin these sessions with ambient music, and there felt like no better place to start than with the godfather of the form.
While recovering at home after a car accident, Eno listened to a quiet harp record playing alongside the sound of rain outside his window. Unable to adjust the volume, he allowed the music to merge with the environment around him. This experience, alongside Erik Satie’s idea of “furniture music,” shaped ambient music as something that blends into space rather than demands focus.
This session begins with Music for Airports by Brian Eno. The work was written to inhabit public space and has been played in real airports. I often return to it when travelling through Changi on holidays or work trips, it calms me down in a nice way.
I have always liked the idea of extending Eno’s early thinking on airports into something more spatial and expansive. Where Music for Airports reshapes the architecture around us, Apollo feels unbound from structure altogether. It is less about buildings and more about distance, weightlessness, and drift. The public space of the terminal slowly gives way to the infinite, until space itself dissolves into something vast and quiet.
There is nothing to follow here.
Sit back, listen, and enjoy the time.