On Heading For The Open Spaces, modern jazz musician Tilman Ehrhorn eschews the huffing and puffing of his saxophone for deftly deployed micro-fragments of designer samples. With its sleeve-images of forests and lichen-covered trees, it would be easy to perceive the release as an attempt to replicate the ambience of a solo walk in the woods, with Ehrhorn‘s fidgety clicks and snaps the aural equivalent of footsteps through fallen pine needles, cracked twigs, and the scurrying of disturbed wildlife. On the album‘s most gratifying tracks, however, something more complex than imitation is going on. Ehrhorn allows trace elements of funk to seep through his digital debris, creating something oft-magical.