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To celebrate a decade of sonic disturbance, NYC’s Pharmakon, aka Margaret Chardiet, delivers a full-on assault on the senses in the form of her third full-length.
A found-sound recording from the depths of cyberpunk hell, Contact rages with unbridled ferocity. Chardiet shrieks like Diamanda Galás having an orgasm to the pulsing rhythmic backdrop of squelch, feedback and static. Beats arise from throbbing tones as electronics blast in chaotic distortion. That said, these are songs composed with clear direction and concentration, not the ambivalent meanderings of one just wanting to annoy their neighbors. Think NON, Lustmord and Prurient being simultaneously sucked through a black hole into a horrific dimension of oppressive anguish.
Pharmakon exemplifies all the possibilities of what noise is and what it can do. Melody arises from sheer intensity. Turn this one up loud and journey to the Cenobites’ realm of pleasure and pain.
