This is an attempt to pass cacophony as artistic. The attempt is made clear; there is no sense that the noise created is done randomly an disconnected from any sort of intention. However, the cult-following provided to Sonic Youth through their distillation of sound into headaches is more telling about the postmodern culture which has umbrage with beauty than any work of genius by the artists. At best this is the underbelly of what makes music beautiful, and is a good sample of contemporary society.
Grade: C
