My first experience of the sonic bed? Instant amour. It's the sound track to my cartoon dream worlds, a physical presence for my imagination, an aural catalyst to destination Escape.

Kaffe and I lay on the bed together, me instantly glued to the laptop screen until I was told to shut my eyes and enjoy the ride. I did...

Initially I was listening, focusing on the audio, hearing where it was coming from and detecting the two levels - the sound from underneath and the sound from around the edge.

After a while the listening faded away and I found myself just feeling the music, it was enveloping, it was safe, sometimes it was grounding me, as if physically pulling me down, giving me weight and other times (on a upward pitch shift) lifting my body up and teasing the hairs on the back of my neck. Oceanic.

The speakers underneath the mattress have the control, they let the vibrations undulate up and down your body, they sometimes hover, pause, pulsate and rise to a crescendo (where you wonder if something might actually hurt) and then fall away to allow the gentle high frequency vibrations stroke you back to earth. Sometimes you're in a sci-fi film, other times you are drifting softly in the clouds.

It's a really powerful use of music: you get a direct shot to the system and you have no choice but to hear the musician's full intention.

I've always love going to bed; my mum used to say I was a great kid because she never had to hassle me in the evenings I just used to get up, say "I'm tired now" and take myself off. Being in bed when I was little was about dreaming. Day dreaming, night dreaming and the areas in between that you try to learn to control. I still do a lot of it, and now I'd like to be in THE bed when I do.

Very excellent - thanks Kaffe.