Ta Det...HUH?

Picture a really big purple fucking elephant sitting in your usual desk in lecture. You feel like asking it to move from where you normally fade in and out of the world, but what would it say to you? What would it do to you? Who fucking knows, the random point is in fact that the kickass record I'm "finna" speak upon was found out of good old fashioned luck. I figure it's best to be productive when in doubt, so I decided to download a shit of the indie-rock music suggested via amazon's listmania things. Built to spill, depeche mode, the decemberists, deerhoof, bright eyes and DUNGEN. You can only guess which one I immidiately explored first. Fucking DUH, DUNGEN. This shit is straight out mind boggling. Instrumentation is solid at the core. Scenic vibes are knocking and epic. Vocals are smooth and relaxing. Has that 1959 vibe to it. Although the lead singer's language may be completely foreign to any mode of my normal being, we still seem to make a connection. I feel the fade in his voice. I feel the rhythm in his fluctuations. He draws you into what he's saying even though you can't understand it. It's what I always hoped to find, a mix between jazzy drums and psych-rock upliftment. Classy, yet crafty and nasty.

Dungen- Ta Det Lugnt

by it or suffer mad, yo.


banger: "Om Du Vore En Vakthund"