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London via Cape Town’s Berlioz (Jasper Attlee) quietly stands out. From the moment I stumbled across his beautiful clips—vignettes that elevate everyday moments with jazz house, I was absorbed. Each animated sequence is a splice of life that prances along like a painting granted movement. His Instagram is stacked with these mood-driven morsels, and I suggest you lose yourself in his feed.

Those clips, however, are just appetisers for his most recent full-length offering, open this wall. While the album itself is one of the comfiest sonic pillows you’ll ever rest your head on, it’s the eighth track that stirs something especially magical in me.

“indigo dream” is a subtle sax masterpiece, carried by lo-fi percussion, graceful marimba, and lilting vocal harmonies. When I listen, I picture a night walk through a city I’ve never visited—new faces, unfamiliar facades. It’s late, but there’s still a warm hum to the streets: men playing cards under streetlamps, a woman wrangling a tangle of dog leads, couples drifting by arm in arm.

There’s something voyeuristic in Berlioz’s sound design. “indigo dream” invites me to round corners in my mind, each one revealing a new scene, a fresh detail. You know that intangible feeling you get when you find the perfect perch for people-watching? Despite the mystery that surrounds his project, Berlioz’s music feels deeply human. It nudges you to notice the pleasant minutiae of everyday life. To feel content.

Walking is underrated. Pop in your headphones, step outside, and let Berlioz score your stroll.

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