Jens Lekman An Argument with Myself Secretly Canadian
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Ged M - Oct 24, 2011
The title track is a bit of a departure for Jens Lekman. It has the usual perverse wit and sense of romantic melancholy but it has rubber hips, full of slinky West African rhythms. It’s been likened to ‘Graceland’ but Paul Simon never had such mordant observations (“the backpackers are pouring out on a tidal wave of vomit”) set to such infectious, danceable, tinkling guitar figures. Even the mock-reggae interlude doesn’t put a dampener on things. The subject of ‘Waiting For Kirsten’ is presumably Ms Dunst, judging by the Von Trier reference. This is quirky indiepop telling the story of unsuccessfully chasing Kirsten, including to a club in egalitarian Gothenburg: “I can’t believe nobody told her in Gothenburg we don’t have VIP lines”. This is a 5 track EP and other tracks include a romantic string-laden ballad for a sick friend, trumpeting indiepop with a funky bent, and a sly tale with a shuffling reggae beat. Not all of these tracks work as well as the others but there’s a satisfying diversity and the title track is one of the best things he’s every recorded.