post rock
Ben & hjärta is an album released in October 18, by Swedish post rock group Sejd. Almost one hour long, the record has eight relatively long tracks: Storm & stiltje, Pablo Diablo, Dipsomani, Kråke, Ben & hjärta, Brevet i havet, Spasm and Notting Hilda. With melancholic, but beautiful harmonies – though mostly very calm and serene – despite the fact that the album is inclined to a modest axis of monotony, there is a beautiful confluence of melodies intertwined here, that explores with technical proficiency an intelligent degree of deep and graceful colorful textures, in a very consistent musical diagram, which makes Ben & hjärta a very interest listening experience, without a doubt.
While the first track deeply summarizes the transcendental cosmogony of its mostly dispersive musical atmosphere, as described above, the album gets better in the second track, Pablo Diablo, which is quite more dramatic, dynamic, dense and resourcefully resonant. The rest of the album display a wise expansion of those qualities, whose latent congruence resonates over its own axis of spasmodic, though secure serenity.
Definitely, there is enough soul and a certain level of originality here, that takes the album to a majestic degree of surreal and delicate artistry. Nevertheless, its length can also be felt as tiresome, despite the fact that – in a more general evaluation –, Sejd really manages to showcase a decently coherent display of methodic and interesting harmonies, and definitely, a genuine musical stream of everlasting despondence. While the group resents itself of a certain level of commonalities deeply grounded within the genre, they are also an amazing representative of it, as they manage to extracts with cautious ability in the nucleus of its musical aphorism a crude, but latent display of life, though in the fashion of more melancholic and whimpering serenades.
Deep down the apparently superficial monotony of the harmonies, there is a strong sense of musical sensibility. They are really what their melodies describe, in a mostly authentic hyperbole of expansive grace, that floats over the infinity of its own description of life. Certainly, Ben & hjärta will not present anything new to enthusiasts of the genre, but definitely they are able to entertain with legitimate presence, delicacy and a beautiful sonority everyone who listens to this sensible eulogy of a lugubrious existence.
Wagner
While the first track deeply summarizes the transcendental cosmogony of its mostly dispersive musical atmosphere, as described above, the album gets better in the second track, Pablo Diablo, which is quite more dramatic, dynamic, dense and resourcefully resonant. The rest of the album display a wise expansion of those qualities, whose latent congruence resonates over its own axis of spasmodic, though secure serenity.
Definitely, there is enough soul and a certain level of originality here, that takes the album to a majestic degree of surreal and delicate artistry. Nevertheless, its length can also be felt as tiresome, despite the fact that – in a more general evaluation –, Sejd really manages to showcase a decently coherent display of methodic and interesting harmonies, and definitely, a genuine musical stream of everlasting despondence. While the group resents itself of a certain level of commonalities deeply grounded within the genre, they are also an amazing representative of it, as they manage to extracts with cautious ability in the nucleus of its musical aphorism a crude, but latent display of life, though in the fashion of more melancholic and whimpering serenades.
Deep down the apparently superficial monotony of the harmonies, there is a strong sense of musical sensibility. They are really what their melodies describe, in a mostly authentic hyperbole of expansive grace, that floats over the infinity of its own description of life. Certainly, Ben & hjärta will not present anything new to enthusiasts of the genre, but definitely they are able to entertain with legitimate presence, delicacy and a beautiful sonority everyone who listens to this sensible eulogy of a lugubrious existence.
Wagner
