Peryl

The roughness of punk embedded in the rigor of Techno, encased in pounding layers of EBM, adorned by a string of obscure noises from other times and spaces. This is how one could try to take on the musical oeuvre of Peryl.

Hailing from the rural Southern expanses of Germany, the young artist has entered the parquet of electronic club music to deliver a message. Several messages, actually. With every track, with every record, with each of his critically acclaimed live sets he is telling a story. Not a story whose meaning’s already been laid out, but one that’s open to its respective audience. From relentlessly aggressive Techno to macabre, ambientesque Noise, from rough and energetic Breakbeat straight into virtually violent Industrial – Peryl’s style doesn’t do boundaries.

Neither does he put them on himself nor his audience. He rather takes on each musical moment, be it in the studio or in the club, as an approach to play with those stylistic boundaries, to pull them apart, to extend them to a degree that the audience can’t find the genre-pigeonhole to put it into.