I was in a yoga class in Hamilton in the 1990s. I lived nearby in the country and doing yoga with Phil meant the word to me but at the end of ech class he did this thing that bamboozled me. There are a few other musicians like me who might have had the same bristling response. He would play  sounds of nature while we lay in a corpse position and then some moron probably in california would add beautiful synthesizer to the waves. It was hilarious and impossible to experience sivassana that way.