It might seem odd to cover not only a Swedish artist but one who sings in their native tongue in an English language publication. However, direct lyrical communication is only one small part of any music and music is undoubtedly a language in its own right. So, even with the language barrier that might exist between Gustavson and non-Swedish speakers, his voice is also an instrument that adds its own moods and textures, tones, and sonic layers to the music. There is also a more basic argument to be made. It’s rock ‘n’ roll, man! Deal with it.
Illusionisten is his latest album and comprises songs that wander the length and breadth of the rock spectrum, from brooding gothic ballads to kick-arse rockers, slow, blues-infused numbers to lilting jazz groovers. But also with a dark demeanor and slightly sinister edge for good measure.
“Farjekarlen” opens up the album with a snarling, alt-rock track built of relentlessly driving yet slightly subdued back beats and shot through with explosive crescendos and sonic highs. As if to immediately display the range Gustavson is capable of exploring, “Idioten,” which follows, is a strange blend of tribal beats and musical hall buoyancy, jangling, early rock and roll guitars, and spaciousness.
And, having laid out a broad and brilliant sonic stall, he can go anywhere he likes from there. Sometimes, he is found wandering the apocalyptic blues-lands beloved of the likes of Nick Cave as with “Jag Sag Mig Sjalv Idag” (I Told Myself Today), “Horisonten” is a bruised and brooding slice of alt-rock and “Mona Lisas Sista Sang” (Mona Lisa’s Last Song) is so underplayed that it is almost a spoken word piece. The title track itself is a strange blend of groovy jazz beats and ever-growing rock weight.
It’s a beguiling and often brilliant album that merges the alternative sonic worlds of the likes of P J Harvey, and Kurt Weill with more accessible rock moves.
Alt-alt-rock? Yes, I reckon so.
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