Prurient - And Still, Waiting
It isn't so much the relentless noise that makes Prurient such an eerie force, it is that sometimes the noise is not relentless. The slowing down, the mumbled voices, the distant hint of a rhythm, buried in or emerging out of the tunes, create and even deeper tension and sense of dread. "And Still, Waiting" may or may not be their best yet, but it is surely one of their most disturbing, and that is saying a mouthful. The lyrics this time around are sort of impressionistic haikus, mundane moments that nonetheless create a sense of unease, even dread. Dominick Fernow's palette here, especially on "Memory Repeating," "Incense and Rubber" and "Subject" explores the pain of noticing details. All moments are unrepeatable. The lesson here is that there is never anything to hold on to; Prurient, achingly, powerfully, have always walked the dividing line of perception, between using that understanding of that moment for hope or to despair.
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