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"These expansive instrumental epics start out icy, but melt easily enough with proper application of the human ear." - Wired
"Loop stations, delay pedals, reverb boxes and E-bows abstract guitars toward tranced-out ambiguity...aloof embrace and sense of eternal return" - Pitchfork's Forkcast
"Beautiful squalls of sound" - CMJ
"An ongoing deceptive blur of stationary sound...magnificently aloof, spun with haunting, flickering washes" - Popmatters (7/10 rating)
"Frostbitten and serene, Glider melds deep 4/4 pulses with vivid treated guitarscapes that evoke seasonal transitions, things that fall, crumble and get iced-over every year only to hold warmth, within, until all passes over for green again." - Resident Advisor
"Pushing and pulling heavily affected guitar and keyboard swirls over unwavering kicks, this Seattle artist creates evocative sounds that allow slight touches of brightness to poke through their heavy waves of gloom." - URB Magazine
"Sunny music this is not, but it's easy to picture the reclusive, unnamed producer behind the album hard at work in drizzly Seattle." - XLR8R
"Meditations on suspended momentum and the opacity of perception. Weaving a dense latticework of mournful guitar drones atop an insistent 4/4 pulse, the album moves between majestic pop ambient epics and, in its quieter moments, blurred waves of sonic sublimation." - Big Shot Magazine
There’s a beating heart buried in the wintry landscape of Glider, a warm 4/4 pulse that enervates the album’s echoing, looped drones and pulls the listener swiftly through the snow. By pinning barely-there electronic beats to his wisps of guitar melody, the Seattle-based producer turns ambient music into a hybrid strain of breathtakingly intimate, small-scale dance music.
There’s a separation of elements in The Sight Below’s songs that’s almost meteorological in nature: Tendrils of treated guitar trail lazy patterns in the sky like the Aurora Borealis (“At First Touch”), flicker in the distance like heat lightning (“Dour”), or expand and contract like time-lapse cloud formations (“Life’s Fading Light”); running along beneath, nearly obscured by the airborne phenomena, is an ever-present beat, which ranges from the mud-puddle throb in “Without Motion” to the tiny, insistent high-hats in “A Fractured Smile.” The tracks evolve at a deliberated pace, but as the tones overlap and the rhythms build, time oozes to a halt and hangs in blissfully frost-bitten suspended animation.
With Glider, The Sight Below has created a work of vertiginous sonic depth and exquisite melancholy: techno music for a dark winter’s night.
