Words break a heart as easily as it mends it. Skin-texture changes and facial muscles get a workout. The poetry of Niels Terhalle is just as much an assault on the listeners physique as Lärmschutz’s noise. However, the attack of words, guitar and trombone is not just directed at the listener: Niels, Stef and Rutger also wrestle each other on this release. Sentences gets smashed against a wall of wailing guitar feedback, while the trombone tears down the same wall as a sonic sledgehammer. Words see their chance to creep trough the new frequency-hole. Niels and Lärmschutz wear each other down to the raw, bare bones of the matter remain: poetry. And noise.