Despite the blog title, I don't really have a particular theme going on, or, in fact, any rhyme or reason behind what I post outside of the fact that it's something I like. And if you like it too (or dislike), you should drop me a comment or somesuch thing.
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Prurient is the moniker under which Dominick Fernow creates a shitload of noise (to be eloquent, of course), which mostly lands on the "harsh" side of the genre (as opposed to "gentle" noise, I suppose?) Which, for the uninitiated, means that some of these frequencies will likely, at proper levels, damage hearing and kill dogs (possibly. Probably.) Seriously, though, crank the volume way the hell down for "Roman Shower", the scathing 15-minute endurance test that opens Black Vase. I am by no means a conisseur of the noise genre, so perhaps I "don't get it", but I can see no point to this opener other than to sort out those who will not stick around for the next 50 minutes.
However, for those who can brave the (literally) piercing first track, what lies ahead is one of the few albums in the genre that can actually hold my interest. Ironically, in a genre that has pushed music to its very outer limit, to where music arguably ceases to even be "music" in any traditional sense of the word, most of it feels painfully samey and boring. You can only listen to so many kids running a distortion pedal through a loop until even walls of scathing white noise become yawn-inducing, much the same way death metal becomes hilariously pedestrian when every single band is doing their best be the extreme opposite of that.
But this is where Prurient comes in and makes noise that feels as if it has purpose, direction, meaning: as if he knows he is still a musician and still writes songs. Of course these terms are all still used with regards to noise and not traditional music, so when I say direction, I don't mean in the sense of "Godspeed You! Black Emperor slowly winding up some explosive climax after 10 minutes of hazy meandering", but more like "an explosive climax on a scrambled porn channel, all colours distorted and organs miscoloured but the last 10 minutes of hissing moans did lead to a static money shot." Various tribal drum beats all reverb'd to hell and feedback sirens/controlled squeals seem to direct the underlying/overlaying noise, with Fernow's indescernable static screams belting out some barely-there lyrics about S&M, rape, and all matter of such material that would make de Sade proud:
Show me how it's done
Open me up
Make me lick it up
Replace my air
Anywho, I've rambled enough. These tracks are .m4as, and for that I am terribly sorry; I will do my best to make future posts in mp3. k? k.
Prurient - Silver Flashlight
Prurient - Soft Crack
Comments always appreciated.
