Album Review: PRND

Self Released

Bellingham locals PRND self released a short three-song EP this January called PRND 4. A tough band to label, PRND happily go through experimental movements that feel like organized obscurity, drenched in reverb, and almost frustrating at times when they avoid the predictable directions that music tends to go.
Dipping deep into their self titled “Wasteface” genre, PRND 4 opens with a track called “Arabian Doom,” a slow, droning number that demands attention. It’s a dark and rhythmic, and yet strangely dynamic tune for all of its muddy, atmospheric attitude; its haunting guitars are choked by a tremendously slow attack/decay, its heavy brass rises above the mix in crescendo, the drums feel somewhat late (if only by milliseconds); these elements give “Arabian Doom” a feeling of indifferent, insatiable hunger. The effect is brilliant, reminiscent of a first listening of Miles Davis’ Bitches Brew; foreign and irresistible.
The following two thirds of the album are tracks named “2” and “3,” respectively. They continue the vibes “Arabian Doom” lay out, except with a faster, more aggressive urgency to them, equally interesting and appealing in their simplistic groove.
There is a feeling of organic improvisation behind this recording, an impression that there may not be a deliberate end result – but that’s part of the magic, part of the contradictions this recording presents; it’s carefully careless, it’s subtly dynamic, and hauntingly comforting.
–Jake Werrion