Frank Wilke / Wayne Rex- “Cobra Venom”
In one of the latest releases/spawnings from MuteAnt Sounds, Frank Wilke/Wayne Rex inhabit a bleak sonic landscape in which a forlorn trumpet desperately cries out to be heard in a cold, uncaring universe void of meaning and coherence. The only thing that answers the trumpet’s plaintive cries is the restless smattering of an overly anxious trap set.
“The centre cannot hold” in this stripped-down bitches' brew of paranoia and perpetual unease. If the lines “The best lack all conviction, while the worst/Are full of passionate intensity.” hold any truth, then certainly Cobra Venom is the worst.
Indeed, Frank Wilke/Wayne Rex have all the passionate intensity of someone in the death throes of a deadly cobra bite; thrashing violently, but in futility as the venom paralyzes the diaphragm, depriving the body of oxygen. Who knows what flits across the mind as the brain shuts down from lack of oxygen? Cobra Venom is a close enough sonic approximation.