Like offerings leaked from the speaker of some recently refurbished purgatorial elevator, Him & The Drinks is back with a new batch of digital tapestries.

Place a microphone against the coffins of Theodore Geisel and Raymond Scott and these just might be the muffled tones you hear chirping happily from within. Pianos, organs, vibraphones, clicks and whirs can all be heard fluttering like moths in a lightbulb shop; shimmying through well-stocked aisles with impunity, seemingly unafraid of reprisal.

Used correctly, Him & The Drinks can provide the perfect undercurrent to nearly any social affair; especially those situations where making a good impression is crucial or otherwise necessary (i.e. dinner with the boss, first dates, boat christenings, tax audits).