Completely fucking unhinged genius from perennial audballs Vanligt Folk with a beguiling patchworked 31-track suite of demented electronic wooze, unhinged vocals, sludgy cut-ups and off-piste techno blatz to file somewhere in between CS + Kreme, Autechre, Vainio, Dale Cornish x Fever Ray, mixed with classic Fonal madness, except considerably weirder than any of that sounds.
Fondly remembered around here for their killer ‘Palle Bondo’ 12”, Vanligt Folk’s David Sundqvist and Jessie Garon reprise that sort of madness with an extra dose of lysergic slipperiness on ‘Black Friday Hele Uka’. Sloshing their psyches over 31 tracks, they skewer and subvert yr expectations - whatever those might be - herding a big sack of screwed samples thru mutant wormholes that bend and buckle between splayed 2-step (‘Ett hjul av vatten oh eld’); scrunched up techno (‘En himmel att längta till’) and tripped-out acid (‘Sanger far barndomen’); plus freakish psych-folk (‘Kult af nada’ and ’Swedish dad’), and inexplicable acid-pop audness (‘(Af) kött’ and ‘’Arbæ’), all delivered with uncompromising sense of daring.
If u like yr shit fully screwed and unpredictable, this is it.
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Completely fucking unhinged genius from perennial audballs Vanligt Folk with a beguiling patchworked 31-track suite of demented electronic wooze, unhinged vocals, sludgy cut-ups and off-piste techno blatz to file somewhere in between CS + Kreme, Autechre, Vainio, Dale Cornish x Fever Ray, mixed with classic Fonal madness, except considerably weirder than any of that sounds.
Fondly remembered around here for their killer ‘Palle Bondo’ 12”, Vanligt Folk’s David Sundqvist and Jessie Garon reprise that sort of madness with an extra dose of lysergic slipperiness on ‘Black Friday Hele Uka’. Sloshing their psyches over 31 tracks, they skewer and subvert yr expectations - whatever those might be - herding a big sack of screwed samples thru mutant wormholes that bend and buckle between splayed 2-step (‘Ett hjul av vatten oh eld’); scrunched up techno (‘En himmel att längta till’) and tripped-out acid (‘Sanger far barndomen’); plus freakish psych-folk (‘Kult af nada’ and ’Swedish dad’), and inexplicable acid-pop audness (‘(Af) kött’ and ‘’Arbæ’), all delivered with uncompromising sense of daring.
If u like yr shit fully screwed and unpredictable, this is it.
Completely fucking unhinged genius from perennial audballs Vanligt Folk with a beguiling patchworked 31-track suite of demented electronic wooze, unhinged vocals, sludgy cut-ups and off-piste techno blatz to file somewhere in between CS + Kreme, Autechre, Vainio, Dale Cornish x Fever Ray, mixed with classic Fonal madness, except considerably weirder than any of that sounds.
Fondly remembered around here for their killer ‘Palle Bondo’ 12”, Vanligt Folk’s David Sundqvist and Jessie Garon reprise that sort of madness with an extra dose of lysergic slipperiness on ‘Black Friday Hele Uka’. Sloshing their psyches over 31 tracks, they skewer and subvert yr expectations - whatever those might be - herding a big sack of screwed samples thru mutant wormholes that bend and buckle between splayed 2-step (‘Ett hjul av vatten oh eld’); scrunched up techno (‘En himmel att längta till’) and tripped-out acid (‘Sanger far barndomen’); plus freakish psych-folk (‘Kult af nada’ and ’Swedish dad’), and inexplicable acid-pop audness (‘(Af) kött’ and ‘’Arbæ’), all delivered with uncompromising sense of daring.
If u like yr shit fully screwed and unpredictable, this is it.
Completely fucking unhinged genius from perennial audballs Vanligt Folk with a beguiling patchworked 31-track suite of demented electronic wooze, unhinged vocals, sludgy cut-ups and off-piste techno blatz to file somewhere in between CS + Kreme, Autechre, Vainio, Dale Cornish x Fever Ray, mixed with classic Fonal madness, except considerably weirder than any of that sounds.
Fondly remembered around here for their killer ‘Palle Bondo’ 12”, Vanligt Folk’s David Sundqvist and Jessie Garon reprise that sort of madness with an extra dose of lysergic slipperiness on ‘Black Friday Hele Uka’. Sloshing their psyches over 31 tracks, they skewer and subvert yr expectations - whatever those might be - herding a big sack of screwed samples thru mutant wormholes that bend and buckle between splayed 2-step (‘Ett hjul av vatten oh eld’); scrunched up techno (‘En himmel att längta till’) and tripped-out acid (‘Sanger far barndomen’); plus freakish psych-folk (‘Kult af nada’ and ’Swedish dad’), and inexplicable acid-pop audness (‘(Af) kött’ and ‘’Arbæ’), all delivered with uncompromising sense of daring.
If u like yr shit fully screwed and unpredictable, this is it.
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Completely fucking unhinged genius from perennial audballs Vanligt Folk with a beguiling patchworked 31-track suite of demented electronic wooze, unhinged vocals, sludgy cut-ups and off-piste techno blatz to file somewhere in between CS + Kreme, Autechre, Vainio, Dale Cornish x Fever Ray, mixed with classic Fonal madness, except considerably weirder than any of that sounds.
Fondly remembered around here for their killer ‘Palle Bondo’ 12”, Vanligt Folk’s David Sundqvist and Jessie Garon reprise that sort of madness with an extra dose of lysergic slipperiness on ‘Black Friday Hele Uka’. Sloshing their psyches over 31 tracks, they skewer and subvert yr expectations - whatever those might be - herding a big sack of screwed samples thru mutant wormholes that bend and buckle between splayed 2-step (‘Ett hjul av vatten oh eld’); scrunched up techno (‘En himmel att längta till’) and tripped-out acid (‘Sanger far barndomen’); plus freakish psych-folk (‘Kult af nada’ and ’Swedish dad’), and inexplicable acid-pop audness (‘(Af) kött’ and ‘’Arbæ’), all delivered with uncompromising sense of daring.
If u like yr shit fully screwed and unpredictable, this is it.