Labels: Rescued From Life
Review by: Alex Deller
It’s strangely wonderful just how PHT always manage to come up with titles as fear-inducing as the music they play. The A-side here is a slowboiling industrial trudge that cuts out before the fatal blow is delivered, the notion that it may just be delivered at any random point in the future somehow more terrifying than an immediate if horrifying end to it all. The flip, meanwhile, consists of a metallic, tinnitus whistle and a series of low pulses, infringed upon by slow blossoms of crackle-edged thrum that load the illusion of calm with a fearsome sense of tension. Occasionally you might hear a muffled invocation filtering through the noise, these oaths coming across like the muted threats of the madmen in the padded cell next door: vague, unintelligible yet very clearly hostile and promising both you and your loved ones all kinds of terrible harm.