Cincinnati musician Alex Cobb might be best known for the label he runs, Students Of Decay, but his output as Taiga Remains pursues a potent sub-strand of the drone om-niverse. These guitar-driven sustain-fests range from eerily tranquil meditations to scourging discordance, often turning on you within the course of a single piece of music. This art is probably best exemplified by 'Leaf Green Bodies', whose verdant, luxurious hum soon boils over into an ear-dazzling sensorial overload, stringing together cacophonous insectile chatter and pandaemonious organ-like timbres. 'Hoverer' starts off with an ambiguously geared field recording, sounding like a blast of hot air, as if there's something odd and unsettling hanging in the atmosphere that's yet to manifest itself. The piece continues on its coarse, industrial trajectory, fashioning clamorous vapours that harbour a certain harsh beauty to them. 'Returning Breath' works in the opposite direction, starting out with a fearsome hornet-in-your-ear whine before straightening itself out over an eleven-minute span, ending up with a blissfully resolved expanse of synthesizer. Neither sedate enough to fall into the ambient category nor ferocious enough to sit alongside Yellow Swans and the like, Wax Canopy resides somewhere in the blurry betweenness , at times bringing to mind Lichens, Birdshow and perhaps even the rainforest collages of Francisco Lopez.
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Cincinnati musician Alex Cobb might be best known for the label he runs, Students Of Decay, but his output as Taiga Remains pursues a potent sub-strand of the drone om-niverse. These guitar-driven sustain-fests range from eerily tranquil meditations to scourging discordance, often turning on you within the course of a single piece of music. This art is probably best exemplified by 'Leaf Green Bodies', whose verdant, luxurious hum soon boils over into an ear-dazzling sensorial overload, stringing together cacophonous insectile chatter and pandaemonious organ-like timbres. 'Hoverer' starts off with an ambiguously geared field recording, sounding like a blast of hot air, as if there's something odd and unsettling hanging in the atmosphere that's yet to manifest itself. The piece continues on its coarse, industrial trajectory, fashioning clamorous vapours that harbour a certain harsh beauty to them. 'Returning Breath' works in the opposite direction, starting out with a fearsome hornet-in-your-ear whine before straightening itself out over an eleven-minute span, ending up with a blissfully resolved expanse of synthesizer. Neither sedate enough to fall into the ambient category nor ferocious enough to sit alongside Yellow Swans and the like, Wax Canopy resides somewhere in the blurry betweenness , at times bringing to mind Lichens, Birdshow and perhaps even the rainforest collages of Francisco Lopez.
Cincinnati musician Alex Cobb might be best known for the label he runs, Students Of Decay, but his output as Taiga Remains pursues a potent sub-strand of the drone om-niverse. These guitar-driven sustain-fests range from eerily tranquil meditations to scourging discordance, often turning on you within the course of a single piece of music. This art is probably best exemplified by 'Leaf Green Bodies', whose verdant, luxurious hum soon boils over into an ear-dazzling sensorial overload, stringing together cacophonous insectile chatter and pandaemonious organ-like timbres. 'Hoverer' starts off with an ambiguously geared field recording, sounding like a blast of hot air, as if there's something odd and unsettling hanging in the atmosphere that's yet to manifest itself. The piece continues on its coarse, industrial trajectory, fashioning clamorous vapours that harbour a certain harsh beauty to them. 'Returning Breath' works in the opposite direction, starting out with a fearsome hornet-in-your-ear whine before straightening itself out over an eleven-minute span, ending up with a blissfully resolved expanse of synthesizer. Neither sedate enough to fall into the ambient category nor ferocious enough to sit alongside Yellow Swans and the like, Wax Canopy resides somewhere in the blurry betweenness , at times bringing to mind Lichens, Birdshow and perhaps even the rainforest collages of Francisco Lopez.