Prurient PrurientBermuda Drain
A slap in the face of the most unyielding and closed-off section of the noise scene, “Bermuda Drain” is a great example of courage and personality within the context of a micro-climate that's suffering from its own immobility and misunderstood radicalism. At this stage, Dominick Fernow hardly needs to show his ability to intimidate the audience with outbursts of furious noise and malevolent feedback – he made his point on his previous releases, such as the sonic lobotomy “Black Vase”. He doesn't owe an explanation to anybody, which is why his new album - two minutes in - presents itself as a fascinating change of pace and register within his own sound. It is an excellent stylistic and expressive redefinition, which in turn, doesn't betray or contradict the fundamental spirit of his project Prurient; that rage against the world that has always characterised his recordings.
Tired, possibly, of organising bloody orgies of ultra-violent noise on his releases - of endlessly repeating the same creative pattern - or perhaps influenced by his activity alongside Cold Cave over the past few years, Fernow has decided to bet all his money on his most electronic facet to shape his much-awaited return. It has resulted in an impressive exercise of musical reformulation - in which the flashes of cutting, strident feedback and the hysterical howling (typical in his sound) make way for blunt beats, dark, sad melodies and more orthodox song structures. It’s a clean and mature production with a major dose of vocals and even ambient passages - unheard of so far in the discography of the project. “Bermuda Drain” is something similar to a mournful, anti-climactic, depressing, raging and devastated version of “Cold Cave”; an urban nightmare without chorus or crescendos, melodic but painful, an unimaginable mix of EBM, ambient, pop, noise and industrial.