Arrowhead
The New York skyline adorning the sleeve of Arrowhead could either be something you'd see hanging in a doctor's surgery waiting room, or perhaps a still from Cloverfield just prior to the monster first droping his fiery payload on the city.
Both are fairly accurate signposts for the barrage of unpleasantness that awaits you on this latest emission from the House Of Dominick Fernow. Enter into this listening experience at your own risk: what awaits you is a half-hour's worth of high frequency torment and merciless body horror. So severe are the caustic feedback tones of this album that according to a particularly amusing piece of anecdotal apocrypha from the label, upon the Editions Mego representative previewing this album (presumably Peter Rehberg) during a flight between Milan and Vienna, a passenger two rows in front complained of a "high pitched whistling in the air conditioning".
'Sternum' is a particularly vicious opener, combining the dog-assassinating squeal mentioned above with interruptive percussion elements, all eventually converging on something approaching black metal by the time a vocal shows up in the piece's closing stages. Next, 'Ribcage' expands the frequency range on show by adding several extra layers of abrasion and tangling together different strands of feedback, resulting in something more obviously comparable to conventional (the term is used loosely) noise music. Finally, through certain sequences of 'Lungs', Fernow permits a little low end into the mix, producing a comparatively brief four-minute onslaught of acidic turbulence. Majestically unsavoury, Arrowhead must rank in the upper tier of the countless Prurient releases that have been in circulation these past few years. Immense.
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The New York skyline adorning the sleeve of Arrowhead could either be something you'd see hanging in a doctor's surgery waiting room, or perhaps a still from Cloverfield just prior to the monster first droping his fiery payload on the city.
Both are fairly accurate signposts for the barrage of unpleasantness that awaits you on this latest emission from the House Of Dominick Fernow. Enter into this listening experience at your own risk: what awaits you is a half-hour's worth of high frequency torment and merciless body horror. So severe are the caustic feedback tones of this album that according to a particularly amusing piece of anecdotal apocrypha from the label, upon the Editions Mego representative previewing this album (presumably Peter Rehberg) during a flight between Milan and Vienna, a passenger two rows in front complained of a "high pitched whistling in the air conditioning".
'Sternum' is a particularly vicious opener, combining the dog-assassinating squeal mentioned above with interruptive percussion elements, all eventually converging on something approaching black metal by the time a vocal shows up in the piece's closing stages. Next, 'Ribcage' expands the frequency range on show by adding several extra layers of abrasion and tangling together different strands of feedback, resulting in something more obviously comparable to conventional (the term is used loosely) noise music. Finally, through certain sequences of 'Lungs', Fernow permits a little low end into the mix, producing a comparatively brief four-minute onslaught of acidic turbulence. Majestically unsavoury, Arrowhead must rank in the upper tier of the countless Prurient releases that have been in circulation these past few years. Immense.
The New York skyline adorning the sleeve of Arrowhead could either be something you'd see hanging in a doctor's surgery waiting room, or perhaps a still from Cloverfield just prior to the monster first droping his fiery payload on the city.
Both are fairly accurate signposts for the barrage of unpleasantness that awaits you on this latest emission from the House Of Dominick Fernow. Enter into this listening experience at your own risk: what awaits you is a half-hour's worth of high frequency torment and merciless body horror. So severe are the caustic feedback tones of this album that according to a particularly amusing piece of anecdotal apocrypha from the label, upon the Editions Mego representative previewing this album (presumably Peter Rehberg) during a flight between Milan and Vienna, a passenger two rows in front complained of a "high pitched whistling in the air conditioning".
'Sternum' is a particularly vicious opener, combining the dog-assassinating squeal mentioned above with interruptive percussion elements, all eventually converging on something approaching black metal by the time a vocal shows up in the piece's closing stages. Next, 'Ribcage' expands the frequency range on show by adding several extra layers of abrasion and tangling together different strands of feedback, resulting in something more obviously comparable to conventional (the term is used loosely) noise music. Finally, through certain sequences of 'Lungs', Fernow permits a little low end into the mix, producing a comparatively brief four-minute onslaught of acidic turbulence. Majestically unsavoury, Arrowhead must rank in the upper tier of the countless Prurient releases that have been in circulation these past few years. Immense.
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The New York skyline adorning the sleeve of Arrowhead could either be something you'd see hanging in a doctor's surgery waiting room, or perhaps a still from Cloverfield just prior to the monster first droping his fiery payload on the city.
Both are fairly accurate signposts for the barrage of unpleasantness that awaits you on this latest emission from the House Of Dominick Fernow. Enter into this listening experience at your own risk: what awaits you is a half-hour's worth of high frequency torment and merciless body horror. So severe are the caustic feedback tones of this album that according to a particularly amusing piece of anecdotal apocrypha from the label, upon the Editions Mego representative previewing this album (presumably Peter Rehberg) during a flight between Milan and Vienna, a passenger two rows in front complained of a "high pitched whistling in the air conditioning".
'Sternum' is a particularly vicious opener, combining the dog-assassinating squeal mentioned above with interruptive percussion elements, all eventually converging on something approaching black metal by the time a vocal shows up in the piece's closing stages. Next, 'Ribcage' expands the frequency range on show by adding several extra layers of abrasion and tangling together different strands of feedback, resulting in something more obviously comparable to conventional (the term is used loosely) noise music. Finally, through certain sequences of 'Lungs', Fernow permits a little low end into the mix, producing a comparatively brief four-minute onslaught of acidic turbulence. Majestically unsavoury, Arrowhead must rank in the upper tier of the countless Prurient releases that have been in circulation these past few years. Immense.