Heart of a Dog was written in 1925, but didn’t get published in its native Russian until 1987, but was released in English language version in the late 60’s. The 128-page novella was a savage satire on the Russian revolution and Soviet society in the early 1920's. It’s plot tell’s of a street dog who is about to perish in the cold winter night. Suddenly, an elegant man feeds him and takes him home. The dog's savior is a famous and wealthy medical professor who rejuvenates people by hormonal manipulations. 
As the dog & professor get on – he decides to take the testicles and pituitary gland of a dead criminal into the dog's body. Over time the dog gradually begins to change into an animal in human form and names himself Poligraph Poligraphovich Sharik. This half-beast-half-man gets on very well in the prevailing proletarian society, which turns his creator's life into a nightmare--until the professor manages to reverse the procedure.

The DVDR is presented in a DVD case, which takes in monochrome artwork of a dog on a street corner, the professor & his assistant, and photo portrait of Bulgakov smoking a cigarette.  This DVDR came in an edition of ten copies, and as of writing the label still has copies left.

The release features six half-an-hour tracks, and each of these is wonderful taut & often creative examples of Mr Pakhomov wall-craft. We move from the tight hacking, drilling, and spluttering static patterns of the first track. Onto the ragged rip-bound judder meets shoveling ‘n’ snipping blend of textural grind & subtle detail that is track three. Through to the extremely constricting bedded hacking of track five- with it’s deep & bone drilling layers of the motor like purr & judder. All of the ‘walls’ retain a fairly firm setting in their main make-ups, though there are some nice subtle deviations along a few of the tracks unfold.

I’ve not read Heart of a Dog, so I can’t say how it would fit with the ‘walls’ on offer here. But what I can say is that these six tracks are another great selection of worthy & often addictive wall-matter from Mr. Pakhomov. With really the whole three hours holding my attention throughout, which you can’t say for much sonic art of this length- let alone walled noise.