It’s an album born from isolation and innocence. He rummages through his daughters toy box, emerging with xylophones and music boxes that he electronically deconstructs and weaves into arrangements for electronics and ambient guitar that make the music itself sound like a lost artifact plucked from the dust and silence of another culture. Standing in Silence is a retreat from the more pop and beat oriented materiel of his earlier work into a place of solitude and repose. Although the landscapes of New Zealand are lush and dramatic, there’s a darker, brooding side to Sheehan’s innocence that looms around each corner of this major work.