Panegyric to the things i do not understand

MAGIK MARKERS (CD)

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It'd be false to classify what Magik Markers guitarist and vocalist Elisa Ambrogio does in front of her microphone as singing. Rather, she surfs her trio's bloody-nosed, no-wave crests, spewing impressionist nonsense and snarling, sweaty asides as though her life depended on it. On the Markers' latest uncompromising deconstruction, A Panegyric To The Things I Do Not Understand, Ambrogio wrings all manner of flailing, acidic crash-and-burn carnage from her guitar as Pete Nolan bashes the stuffing out of his drums and Leah Quimby's bass burps unpredictably. Their unmelodic, chaotic moments imbue the calmer passages with creeping menace.