When asked the question "Whats your favorite piece of Debussy?" I have to hesitate. I guess the answer "everything" doesnt really fly, so i narrowing it down is my only option, and it comes down to this languid piece of sublime eargasmic goodness. Sure his Etude pour octaves, his Sons et parfums qui tourne dans L'air du soir, his Reflets Dans L'eau, his Images Pour Orchestre, are everything that is sublime in music and in art, but this one is the most dreamy, melancholy and visual- at least for me. Then again, who better to romanticize clouds than someone raised in Seattle?