Low is a band to expose themselves to in the hope to be rewarded in a way you might not really expect. For enjoyable, it is not really, rather a little uncomfortable. And not just for their music, to some extent, is very slow, profound bleak and cracked, but also to the band members themselves evokes a strange feeling of ambivalence.

the Band was founded over twenty-five years ago in Duluth, Minnesota by married couple Alan Sparhawk and Mimi Parker. Various bass players have succeeded each other, but Parker is still behind the drums and Sparhawk standing with his guitar.

practicing mormons, and they are still playing the most slow and dark indie rock you can imagine. The development trajectory has been quite flat up until a year or two ago when they got in touch with producer BJ Burton, who somehow, magically, managed to redeem them and made their music at the same time more accessible and more sore than ever. In justin’s Vernons April Base studio, they have created two brilliant albums and together of non-compliance on the limits of how much suppressed distortion a let can be clear.

Kägelbanan as warm, sultry and inappropriate as a venue, as always, and I mourn not getting to sit down and disappear into this without crowding. But the rewards will, usually in the form of atonal droner, a held back the noise slowly rises and pours over us. As to very slowly get run over by a large vehicle.

”do you Feel okay with being so close to each other?”, ask Sparhawk for a song and looks like he should continue talking. But there will be no more. He was just wondering.

it strikes me how dynamic it was. During the almost two hours playing Low-a right eclectic mix of music. Sometimes some kind of vismelodi up, and sometimes something that resembles the old gospel, sometimes a bass line that could have been swung in a soullåt.

They are just three people on the stage, and the melodies are only permitted in exceptional circumstances, to take place in the minimalistic expression. It requires discipline, and a very clear artistic vision. Perhaps a strange soundtrack to this valentine’s day, but nice anyway.

Read more music reviews by Po Tidholm , for example, about how Death Cab for Cutie seems to have misunderstood what once made them great .