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Haunting neo-traditional sounds, electric
village folk music. Slithering fiddle
music mated with “bleak beats.” Atop it
all Emma Hardelin’s voice soars like a
falcon…hunting for prey. A cool constant
flow of electronic trickery (as if Tucker
Martine was buzzing about) keeps an edge
on an otherwise almost too polished album.
Proud dirge fury. As much as I like the
violins, and the dark clouds of electronics
the source of power here is Emma; you feel
like you are a jagged stone in her mouth
as she sings, rolls her r’s, stretches
her vowels, splits her voice into overdub
harmonies. Swedish Ragnarok’n'rol!
Reviewed by Thurston Hunger on
September 4, 2005 at 9:08 am
Filed as A Library,CD
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