Oh Dominick Fernow (a.k.a. Prurient), you win. I just tried to listen to your “And Still, Wanting” album, which came out earlier this year…and tried is the operative word. I love noisy music about as much as anything in this world, whether it come in the form of dissonant classical music, shoegaze, black metal, free jazz, no wave, or, you know, whatever. All that stuff that makes people think I’m really pretentious.
What I’m trying to say is that I’m open-minded. I like some of your stuff, and I love the concept of what you do, much like I appreciate Merzbow or Wolf Eyes or Hair Police or Whitehouse or…whatever. There are moments on this particular album that sounded brilliant to me, but I just don’t have the endurance. Do they make a Viagra for harsh noise music? It’s like every time I try to set down and take in your work I start out thinking: “I can handle this! This is cool!” and then within a few minutes I’ve switched back to “White Light/White Heat”.
I know that maybe this is a point; that you are trying to cleanse the world of scum (me?) by punishing us with waves of aural assault. I’ve heard that this is, like, negative meditation shit, and I think I probably would’ve really dug that when I was still a teen and hated myself…but now I like myself and I smile and I like kitty cats (but I still listen to Burzum and Joy Division). I get it, I just don’t get it. I think you are a swell dude, just don’t hold against me that I’m a pussy.
However, this video is kinda cool, so…truce?
Silence in Architecture 