Songs of the week: Golfklubb, Ballinciaga and Gabbarein

Charlie Skien – “Lover”

No, it’s neither a Taylor Swift cover nor a Ramon interpretation. The artist with a surname from his hometown (which also makes him sound like Martin’s son) will release his debut album with the equal parts painful and creepy title “It doesn’t hurt” in a few weeks. The last single before that is an excellently told case of a breakup. Full of grungy, dirty synths, guitars and saxophones. As well as, in the pop sense, something as incredible and impossible as credible hope. Yes. I promise.

The Camel – “Varig mén”

Dark Chicago-house is the foundation of Kamelen’s not exactly cheerful summer song. The dark beat covers a sensationally razor-thin text about a dream lady. With bars that completely lack the broad sing-along potential Mosele has used to its unmistakable advantage in the past. The production, on the other hand, is incredibly bold, yes, it has the potential to cause lasting harm.

Alan Walker & Kylie Cantrall – “Unsure”

Gamingpop’s Taylor Swift has recently made moves that make him a little less like himself. Well performed here by the YouTube/TikTok phenomenon Kylie Cantrall in something that would not have been left behind in a Eurovision final for Fortnite music. The countless songwriters behind have learned the AHC Kygo transition, and remind one that it is soon time for Bergen’s biggest artists to do something together.

Aden Foyer – “Queen of the Night”

No, it’s neither a Whitney Houston cover nor a Mozart interpretation. Last year’s sudden shooting star has a baritone that others can only dream of. The song itself is less exciting than what you have heard from here before. The preview admits that there are James Bond ambitions in the wings, and even if the lyrics are more interesting than the melody and arrangement: If MGP boss Stig Karlsen doesn’t call Aden Foyer soon, I’ll be very surprised.

Golf club x AVGVSTVS – «All evening»

The Asker quartet with Norway’s dumbest band name have brought along the Ullern wordsmith AVGVSTVS for an interlude. It is still Oscar, Frikk and Hallvard who hold this together. The text is like Underground at its most consciously decadent, but with less sophisticated wine selection. It doesn’t matter when the Ludvik Haug production is as French garden disco perfected as this. Perfect atmosphere.

Malin Pettersen – «The Speed ​​of life»

Half a year ago there were both synths and danceable steps in Malin Pettersen’s third album. Here she is completely alone with a guitar, in her own Torshov wardrobe. Just as surprising and fragile in style as the text about life and the universe. This one is going to grow on us all, if possibly not as fast as life itself.

Han Herman – “Young”

No, it is neither an Alphaville cover nor a prequel to Seinabo Sey. Herman Grindahl is definitely what he sings about in this pivotal moment on his new EP. Young, that is. Like Charlie Skien, he has also sought career happiness in the industrial city of Bergen. Now convincing at the highest level. “Young” is three minutes of pure pop beauty. If one is to criticize him for something, it must be that the song appears to have been written by a much older Han. Mature young fellow, that is.

Gabbarein – “Love”

In 1994, Cecilie Hafstad fronted the short-lived Eurodance phenomenon Devotion. 30 years later, she has a much deeper kind of devotion. If Lisa Gerrard (Dead Can Dance), Karin Dreijer (Fever Ray) and Aurora (Aurora) had teamed up, you wouldn’t have come close to the depth and breadth of this intimate and fascinatingly captivating almost eight-minute long declaration of love. Anneli Drecker was also in the first Devotion music video, so the understanding of music bigger than herself has always been there. Yet there is little else like this.

Ballinciaga, Arif Murakami – “Baby”

This week’s Modjo heist comes from Ballinciaga and Arif Murakami. Now at Olsenbanden level. Two weeks ago, Kygo nodded to all the songwriters of the same song. The pink caps do not do that, but lean correspondingly more heavily towards the original presentation. The result obviously sounds good, Ballinciaga is among the country’s most solid and funniest producers. But help me so unimaginative and lazy. French record company people are going to laugh all the way to the online bank.