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EXISTENSMINIMUM
Existensminimum makes dayglo electro-pop, likened to DJ Shadow meets
Spiritualized meets XTC meets Seefeel. A sparkling set of vocal
and instrumental tracks ranging from blissed-out full-on orchestrations
and romantic crooner trips to anxious, deconstructed rock... Existensminimum's
posh orch-pop arrangements are bedecked with a kitchen sink sonic
palette: strings and horns, guitars and keys, beats and breaks,
bleeps and bloops...
Anyone who has experienced Existensminimum on stage knows that
you can’t get any wilder than Magnus Henriksson. If there
are pipes in the ceiling he’s bound to hang from them sooner
or later, making guttural sounds as the mike will be stuck in his
mouth, until he falls down head first. He throws himself backwards
on the stage floor, and if there is an unlucky drum kit in the way
it can blame no one but itself. Just as wild was the debut album
of Existensminimum, Last night my head tried to explode and I wrote
everything down, a couple of years ago. It mixed kraut with electronica,
and balalaika orchestras with pop that could be racing with his
old employer Moneybrother’s in such a dizzyingly strange mess
that most reviewers where lost for words in their search for the
essence of Existensminimum.
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