Boomkat Product Review:
'Bolt' sounds like a blitz of radio interference amped up to ridiculous volume levels, riddled with dropouts that prevent you from making out exactly what it is that was being broadcast in the first place. Eventually Fernow steps up to the mic, howling venomously through an accompanying deluge of white static and feedback. This is just the beginning. The ensuing onslaught must rank among Prurient's most kinetically inclined noise outings, screeching through some of the loudest and harshest sonic malevolence you're ever likely to encounter. There's so little let up on this album, and it's all so terrifyingly loud. There are brief moments of something that at least allude to musicality, as on the heavily mauled minor-key strings of 'Troubled Sleep', but even this sounds like someone's performing highway maintenance on your skull. This record is hideously, abominably fierce, calming its intensity only slightly in time for closing track 'Tarantella', although this only serves to highlight Fernow's demonic voice, which sounds like it's being broadcast directly from the jaws of hell itself. Listen at your peril.