How the hell do you even review a Tanya Tagaq album? And what’s the opposite of easy listening?
The avant-garde Inuk throat singer’s music is an immersive aural experience that’s challenging to describe with words. That experience, both in concert and on record, goes beyond language, as do many of the songs themselves, constructed around Tagaq’s largely non-verbal, improvised vocalizations, which include grunting, wailing, rhythmic huffing and puffing, growling and shrieking, all set to Jesse Zubot’s soundscapes (he also masterfully produced and mixed the record) and Jean Martin’s expressive drumming.
Tagaq seems to draw sounds, feeling and expression from deep inside her body. Some have called it “wombcore.”