The album Small Collisions/Små Kollisioner is in many ways an unfashionable work of art. It is atypically sincere, honest and real. And it is plain right beautiful. 

When the mask of irony is thrown aside, not only does it require the songs to be well written, well produced and well arranged. The songs need to possess an inherent purpose – something that can withstand the light of day and the dark of night. And Small Collisions/Små Kollisioner holds exactly these qualities. Freed from postmodern sarcasm and pretence – and justified in its honest beauty. 

Under the inviting surface lurks an unresolved drama, which is populated by shadow creatures of childhood imagination and youthful nights. Never dallying, always interesting.

Thematics aside, Small Collisions/Små Kollisioner is an album where the melancholy never gets complacent, where the rhythmic craft is guaranteed, and where the borderland between art, music and poetry is always explored… as long as it makes sense. Furthermore, the albums cinematic style is strongly connected to its Nordic roots, while remaining an outlook to the world.