Yesterday this column introduced “Drift Bacteria,” by Cagey House, featuring the spoken-word stylings of netlabel responsable Wolfseule. It briefly described her music as “noisy, percussive, a bit testy” (all positive attributes in these parts). But Power Pole Hugger bears a second listen, and — by all means — its own dispatch.
Competing noisemakers can become arrhythmic, even anti-rhythmic. The track “Bastards!!!” answers this with a bewildering machine beat, then abandons, then re-establishes, creating an excruciating tension that simple harsh industrial cannot match. The low-register source may be a bit of feedback buzz or some long-forgotten piece of electrical who-knows-what, but no matter: the time signature cannot be expressed in integers. You’ll never get your arms around this. But it’s great fun trying. This is not your father’s noise music.
“Eddystone” almost shapes the riprap of molding clay into trip hop. Almost. And while “never to be told again” and “Your sanity bores me to death” seem to be exactly — yes, exactly — the same track told two times back to back with two different names, “Fuckers!” is kinetic, alarming, and complex. If not way too short.