by Gerry Mak in New Music on Monday 12 April 2010

I first saw noise musician Zbigniew Karkowski in Beijing several years ago, and I had the good fortune to be able to catch him recently when he came through Baltimore. Both times, the rather cagey and brooding Pole assaulted the audience with cement-rattling cacophony — the first time I saw him he used an analog synth, the second time he had a laptop — that was completely punk in its brevity, yet devastatingly expressive and effective, like a really satisfying punch into the sternum.