Sweden, 1973, rock in opposition / avant-prog
This one will hypnotize you with its playfulness. The amusement park is staying open despite the thunder, so take another ride on the carousel. Some people complain about the fucked-up vocals, but for me it’s a feature, not a bug. I love that weird screaming falsetto shit, especially when you’re suddenly in unexpected labor. Who knew a man could give birth? Side B opens with such a beautiful, evocative demonstration through music what a sleepy yet hectic morning feels like. Humming to yourself, getting the coffee on, yawning, shuffling around the house, waking up. Things just continue to unfold in a wacky way, trilling nonsensical vocals and silly electric piano shenanigans.
Museum Musica 