Very awesome layers of wahwah drones at varying speeds, in vivid jewel tones, pulsating steadily, oscillating diamonds with sharp edges reflecting the full spectrum of light and color, playful at first and then serious, moodier, fuzzier. Mirror shards, Eraserhead electro-industrial with traces of radio-UFO-field tuning, revving razors and subtle glitches, like trying to jam together the north side of two magnets, but with that grandfather clock chime-rhythm at the base of it all that keeps it flowing as smoothly as water. The last two minutes are bombardments of pre-apocalyptic screams and cries and siren wails, megaphone warnings over a faint techno beat, the end beginning at a subterranean club. A snippet of "No One Like You" by The Scorpions plays wryly and stops abruptly.
I have to mention the CD case: fantastic design and typography, the muted lavender color that keeps the immediate focus on the thin ocular-distorting waves that curve both horizontally and vertically.
Noise Cobra makes 16:00 as effective as any 20-track album. There's a story in this seemingly brief album, and you're given just enough pieces to make you want more. 9/10 -- April Larson (3 February, 2010)