When I was high on weed I used to strain to hear the conversation at the second half of Javelin's Sound of Charcoal Burning, an instrumental track where you can hear sounds (and voices?) drowned by - you got it! - the sound of charcoal burning. The track sounds like there's a picnic going on, with the distant sound of ball tossed or kicked from point A to point B, and a recorder left to document the aura of a summer day.