Conny Bloom
Game! Set! Bloom!

Mr Bloom goes down the tennis route with his newest album and judging by the cover he isn’t playing too well. The tennis, that is. I only judge the tennis skills by the cover, he plays the music well and he sings in a very obscure language that no one really cares about. But if you like funkier and folkier pop-rock it would be wise to care about this album even though it is probably a bit of a negative not to understand the language – fortunately there are some millions that speak it even though most of you don’t.

Musically it is storytelling folk rock with traces of psychedelia, funk and 60s pop – something like that. I think that it is a fairly fresh album, although you cannot really claim that it offers anything that we haven’t heard before – so fresh but without really fresh components, something like that. Familiar yet relatively novel. Vocals in Swedish is probably a little bit of a negative as there are some components that are lost in translation, like humorous touches that those understanding the language will understand while the rest of you won’t. You can only listen.

It is good stuff, I like the lyrics, and the music, especially when it get a bit quirky. The opening track is about a company that sells shoes to the Mafia, translated it is called Mafia Shoes Inc. It is a fairly successful company, or so I have heard. The track Jag Tror Jag Trollat Bort Mig Själv is nice and quirky and I think that it is the best one on the album, there’s some hocus pocus there. I think that all the tracks are quite good and there are no major weaknesses, though the language might be one as you have to understand it to get the most out of it.

I think that it is a good album, perhaps not one of the best of the year but certainly worth checking if you enjoy the folk-rock stuff, and if you know Swedish you will get even more enjoyment out of it. So I tip my hat to Conny and his fine new album that I have found pretty amusing to listen to.

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