Just as some of the best and most unique experiences happen when you go off grid, as it were, where the road runs out and turns to green, when art runs out of rules to follow; music often only truly comes to life when you run out of labels that easily capture its essence. The music found on In My Veins might in part be pop, ambient, neo-classical, progressive, operatic, post-rock and cinematic but no one term can sum up more than a fraction of its beauty, so at that point you might as well stop trying.
Even terms like songs or tracks seems too inappropriate words, for what 1921 do is create cinematic scores for films which haven’t even been made yet, but which just through their sonic grace conjure a thousand images. Images of wind-swept vistas, dream-like worlds, night time city streets, ancient landscapes and far flung regions of space. It is chamber-pop, but with sweeping electronica replacing the graceful strings and gentle percussion and to no less emotive effect. The tools of making music may change but its effect on the soul remains undiminished and the music that David Ahlen and Andreas Eklof make that which bypasses head and heart and talks directly to the soul.
David’s ethereal falsetto and Andreas’ sonic sculptures combine in a way rarely heard before, slightly reminiscent of Jon and Vangelis similar vocal/electro blends perhaps but little else readily springs to mind as a comparison and when you draw such blanks in the over-crowded musical market place of today, you know that you have found something a bit special.
And special it is, and unique, and beautiful, haunting, ambient and otherworldly, built through seamless and graceful musical lines and angelic vocals. Like I say, the best music is found in a place that has no need for pigeon-holes and labels, and 1921 seem only to use that place as a base camp as they strike out even further to explore new sonic realms.