Swedish vocals, a cappella
The first album was like a low-calory
version of Röda Bönor, lacking everything that make Röda Böners
fun to listen to, especially their humour and even self-irony. For
their follow-up, rhey've lost the little enthusiasm they had which
obviously makes for an even duller album. Not even Kenny Håkansson can save ”I krig och kärlek... och Göteborg” from being an
insipid sign of a progg movement sorely losing steam. It's almost as
if Andra Bullar didn't really believe in their own feminismist
manifesto anymore which in turn makes me wonder if even their first
album was a simply a gold-digger's attempt at political bandwagon
jumping. Röda Bönor knew how to make me listen, Andra Bullar just
knew how to make me want to turn it off.
Full album playlist
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