This is haunting, evocative stuff. Karin Dreijer Andersson digitally manipulates her voice throughout the album to sound sluggish and weary, high and low-pitched, but occasionally as on 'When I Grow Up', her real and strikingly beautiful voice pierces through the murk and establishes an innovative use of the voice as instrument.
The lyrics are abstract as though they are constructed dream-like, and the line 'We talk about love, we talk about dishwasher tablets, illness and we dream about heaven' in the song 'Seven' becomes something deeply profound and tragic.
Initially the songs blend together but subsequent listens reveal layers of complexity perhaps disguised by the mid-tempo pace of the album. Unlike The Knife's more danceable pulsing beats from 'Silent Shout', this is slower, more meditative, but ultimately just as eerie and starved of emotion. If anything the cold and hollow synths and percussion here betray a sense of sadness and a search for something tangibly human. 'Dry and Dusty' ends with the line 'And I long for every moment' which to me is as emotionally telling and relatable as it is foreboding and isolating.
I didn't feel disturbed by this music as much as I felt comforted, because the detachment on display tells me there's not just 'happy' or 'depressing' music, there's a whole spectrum of emotions present in these ten tracks that express much more than you would expect. This is best summed up by 'Keep The Streets Empty For Me' and it's final line, 'Uncover our heads and reveal our souls', and here Dreijer Andersson does just that.