
A tense, brilliant collision of jittery post-punk guitars, cheap vintage synths, and manic Scanian vocals that balances existential dread with dark playfulness.
November 30, 1998 · Silence (3)
A manic, anxious dance on the edge of existential dread, wrapped in cold winter melancholy.
How does Jag rear ut min själ! Allt skall bort!!! sound next to the rest of bob hund's catalogue?
Winter saturates this record far more than the artist's norm.
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