Dusty and spiritual, Finnish duo Paavoharju represent Scandinavia with something churned up and surreal in “Kevätrumpu.” Pavvoharju don’t just wander and drift amongst their collage of noise, they work hard to carve an identity during what sounds like some sort of ritual ceremony led by a beat of bells. Born-again ascetic Christians, Paavoharju describe the process of making their new album, Laulu Laakson Kukista: “Catowls gathered to the sky, appletrees were blooming and waves rocked a barrel against the pier…I finished our work with prayer only a moment before the cold winds rose from Saimaa.” It’s fragile, and their words make it sound as if they summoned their sounds from the bottom of a forest-lake. Within all of this otherworldly posturing “Kevätrumpu” is delivered with remarkable clarity, yet it is utterly unplaceable: The years just wash off of it.

TMN Editor Mike Deri Smith is no gourmet, he just has an abnormally large stomach. He lives in London. More by Mike Deri Smith

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