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Merzbow/Genesis P-Orridge
A Perfect Pain
Reviewed by Troy Southgate
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A PERFECT PAIN -
Merzbow/Genesis P-Orridge
[CSR23CD]. Available from
Cold Spring Records, 8
Wellspring, Blisworth,
Northants., NN7 3EH,
England.
NO wonder this CD sold out before
it was even released. This is probably the best Industrial recording
of the decade. The former (?) Psychic TV and Throbbing Gristle front
man, Gen P, returns for a brilliant collaboration with Japan’s leading
purveyors of extreme Noise. Lavishly packaged, the first track - A
Perfect Restraint - has the pounding spin-dryer effects of Merzbow
winding alongside Gen’s ever monotonous (but never dull) vocals. But
the choice cut on this juicy offering has to be the exhilarating Flowering
Pain Give Space, a wet electronic slap in which the listener is
treated to a cynical ode to the nervous, the sickly and the compulsive
biter of nails. Source Are Rare also deals with fear, and even
more so with suffocation, re-possession and being taken over both physically
and mentally. But how can one truly express the 20-minute technological
wizardry of Merzbow in words? On this track, the metallic din from the
land of the rising sun is given free rein, proving that this is in no
way an attempt to make Merzbow appear more palatable to the average
PTV fan (as if we’re not already used to extremities!). In fact unlike
what I was expecting this is not just a Psychic TV recording with Merzbow
conveniently relegated to a minor backing role. This is a very balanced
CD and both sets of fans will be more than satisfied with what has been
achieved. And what are we to make of the next pedantic bout of sneery
sarcasm?: “I suggest discussing and thinking about and visualising
the kreeme horne. I hope you understand what a kreeme horne might be?”
Well up until now I thought a Kreeme Horne was something lying
covered with wasps in your local bakers’ shop window. Seems it has a
more philophical meaning. All Beauty Is Our Enemy sounds like
the frustrated war-cry of the ugly, and ugly indeed are the implications
of these Noise-infested lyrical stanzas: “Ah, my friends, these are
needfully sadistic times, pettiness rules each day and blatant corruption
is emblazoned in the highest places”. Hmm, sounds about right to
me. This is a whistle-stop journey through the redded tooth and claw
of Natural Selection, where the strong survive and the weak are incapable
of stemming the bloody flow that Masami Akita has induced from their
beleagured eardrums. A long-awaited masterpiece.
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