Daniel Menche: unspecified instruments
Probably the most “symphonious” release ever by Menche, with particular reference to the introductory section of this 12-inch vinyl which, seemingly, takes off from an interfusion of unquiet orchestral strings and what sounds like a graveyard-based male choir. However, a wrong move is trying to typecast the artist’s output, often (always?) verbally imprisoned inside the noise/drone domain in the notion of just everybody (the very prime mover calls himself a “noise exploiter” on his Bandcamp page, also tagged with “dark drones”). There’s much to be relished, as Quanta Of Light demonstrates, in terms of compositional savvy and ability to achieve indelible consequences in the audience’s mental frame. Menche’s tactics for synthesizing sources permit the detection of nuances that are both existent and incorporeal, but definitely leave clear-cut traces in the encephalon. Psychoacoustics of the highest level are at work, the music’s (apparently) static temperament disclosing a bottomless pit of parabolic clusters and sloping hellish chants. This is specially valid – as hinted above – in the first side, a literal milepost of aligned hosannas to the power of accumulated tones, coarse-grained or less. The second half is a little more “consonant”, so to speak, and appears to spring up from overlapping harmonium chords gathering timbral muscle and annihilative predominance with the passage of minutes. Still, if a lone reason exists to get a copy of this album, that lies in the awesome opener, among the all-time finest eruptions discharged by the Oregonian adventurer.