Monokultur

Monokultur
Monokultur
Monokultur

Back in stock - last copies of what we've come to realise is one of the best albums of this OR ANY OTHER year. And yes the artwork is different to what was previously avertised. Different and... better! 

Jesus Christ, we’ve been waiting for this self-titled LP from Gothenburg boy-girl mekanik-kommandos Monokultur for, well, only two or three months but it's felt like a LIFETIME. Was it worth it? YOU BETCHA! Experimental, immaculately textured art-punk/DIY that is properly fit for the polyglot confusion of 2019, full of humour and HUMANITY but deadly serious, and frankly mind-shredding in both its wild ambition and its carefully parsed execution. Damn. When I first heard it, I was a little suspicious of it - because it honestly just seemed a bit too good to be true. Had this unassuming Swedish duo really made an LP that combined the monotone death-throb of the finest, starkest European post-punk/wave with the acid-minimalist melodic nous of a Flying Nun band and the kind of ambient sensitivity / smoked-out dub-wisdom possessed only by the sickest, most shut-in studio-heads? Combined it all - and made it work? Well, it turns out the answer is YES. I don't know the names of any of the tracks, don't really need to, it's the kind of thing you just have to listen to in its entirety, from start to finish -  but let's just say I'm particularly digging the one that sounds like Damon Edge on a sulphate-dabbing, law-brekkin night-drive 'cross the Øresund Bridge, and the one (yeah THAT one) which sounds like some dream smearing of The Passions, Wolfgang Voigt’s Love Inc. and, er, Berlin’s ‘Take My Breath Away’. Elsewhere we were reminded of The Phantom Payn, LST, Felt, Bilders, Saada Bonaire, Pink Reason, early Mondays... yeah. A-WOOOOOOOOFFFFFFF. That good. Edition of 150 with hand-pasted sleeves. 

 

£16.99

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