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:	post by armageddanne at 2005-05-15 16:29:16

The most difficult task about this quasi instrumental album is to put it in the right category, between 6 and 24 minutes this band switches between extreme musical genres. After 5 minutes of ocean soundscapes and other electronic loops, which is the intro “Troy Landmammal”, one would be tempted to call them Space Rock…until a steamy curtain with subtle saturations takes place in the background, when the waves slowly get away and the electronics loops fade away, when the steam gets so dense you can feel it, just when you feel the need for instrumentation this is when it slowly starts in a sort of very groovy jam which you can hear many times in this album, a jam which never repeats itself as this 4 guys from Portland do not like monotony.
This is when, after this subtle break, than the torturous inhuman squawking appears without warning, and it intensifies under the murderous and vicious hits of an axe, a guitar which will stop hitting its prey once irreversible occise (ed - WTF does that mean?), to start again, contempted, along a nonchalant and fast drum beat.
Thinking about it twice, after this second song you could almost say they’re Death Metal. Yeap, until “Turning Sand Into Glass” starts… with ghostly murmurs only troubled by the irregular guitar riffs. What the heck, let’s call them Ambient…then these murmurs suddenly change into verocious prehistoric growls, quiet but on the hunt, waiting for the right time to jump on its terrorized prey. A prey who’s trying to get away from the mouth of the hunter with loosy convulsion before letting go it’s last breath.
Along with the guitar sound now completely regular is strongly reinforced by a lifeless bass, before letting go it’s last breath.
Now this is right, it’s Sludge.
And for sure “Widowmaker”, the quiet song of the tracklisting has nothing to do with the other titles and aim more in the Folk genre, until it gets back into a primal feel with « Albuquerque Reprise » with its begging singing which carnivorous screams echo to.
No matter what category you end up putting Conifer in, one sure thing is let it be Sludge or Pseudo Folk, they evolve in an constant anxious atmosphere cause by a never satisfied ambiante gravity resulting from a guitar baritone and from a dreadfull lead guitar which doesn’t have to get into high pitch to make itself hear, total noise attack.

Conifer in 3 words: lunatic, unprevisible, latent (WTF does latent means anyway ?)
Conifer en trois mots : lunatique, imprévisible, latent
-marystonage, Mai 2005

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