ESSE PI ENNE - Chamber Music LPTurin is a city of crumbing facades and fading surfaces. A memorial to regal splendour and industrial boom. Behind every door is a different world. Pass through a grand double door in the southern part of the city into a quiet courtyard, through into a small room with a high ceiling and cracked white coving. The room holds a modest studio set up, everything laid out as if the occupant just left. Its a workshop, littered with blank cassettes, sepia