Fever Ray is the latest persona adopted by Karin Dreijer Andersson, the Swedish down-disco diva that lent The Knife their allure. This is a less obviously feelgood, even more downbeat solo effort, trippy sloping electro disco infected with the ambience of The Night of the Hunter, childhood fever dreams, stroked with pulsing synths and molesting the ghost of Kate Bush.
Like the aforementioned St. Kate, Karin Dreijer Andersson is inclined to let loose the odd banality, “we talk about dishwasher tablets” is dropped in Seven as an attempt to fix the drift of fictional creation (and the woozy atmosphere) in some hard reality – but still falls out of the text like an ungainly anchor.
The pulse though, remains throughout. A mogodon Moroder, the kind loved by post-midnight dancers and intoxicants everywhere. Shimmering disco, phased and filtered. Dark and cold and sexy.