Bravo - Friska Viljor Album Review
Tipsy Swedes run riot musically that is.
Theres nothing like relationship break-ups to get people motivate and galvanise friendships. Thats just whats happened here a musical frenzy apparently recorded when the pair were drunk in Stockholm.
Falling somewhere between weird and wonderful, Bravo! will certainly make you sit up and listen. Duo Daniel Johansson and Joakim Sveningsson unleash a sort of celebration to their former lovers, and despite concerted efforts to get bitter, theyve made it into a sort of upbeat exorcism, in a teenage way. This exuberant release (some might say overzealous) is an absolutely joyous audio experience, considering their supposed inebriated state. When Scandinavia (in this case Sweden) turns out a musical export with a difference, youre guaranteed something special, which Bravo! is. Apart from some ropey vocals (remember their mindset now), this exhilarating duo has conjured up an intoxicating freewheeling little gem. With a retro-60s like ambience combining a 21 century twist to opener Shotgun Sister with dollops of innocent la la las. Things really take off on the riffy and uplifting Gold while the pair strain their vocal chords to the limit, followed by the pulsating Four Points, a throbbing tale of trying to make an impression on an uncooperative potential lover. They keep the pace on the jolly Oh Oh, a whacky song if ever there was, about a disillusioned lover. Jewel in the crown are music hall / cabaret stylings that emerge on I Gave My Lifes tale of duplicity people can operate under I gave my life for the people I liked / But since then I have found that they stabbed me from behind. A funky bass-line and drums introduces Friskashuffle. It eventually turns out to be their most anthemic tune here, with masterful brass interludes giving it yet more 60s colour. Reprising Shotgun Sister, which has morphed into We Are Happy Now (la la la), it makes a strong potential radio-friendly single giving a slight nod to the Scissor Sisters at their flamboyant best a remix would be great for parties. If theyre looking to crack the UK / American market, then the thumping funky groove of Mondays the one to go for. Theres more than a hangdog Americana template on Gold with Neil Young casting a long shadow, especially the vocal. Closing a great album, Tell Me is a kind of twisted celebration of a man caught with his pants down, and in denial of course, under the influence of that old devil, and appropriately here, alcohol. Its brave move wearing your heart on your sleeve, but theyve succeeded magnificently.
File under: More break-ups please lads!