Moonbabies
Thursday, June 7th, 2007 by Paul Irishdream pop // electronic
Swedish duo Ola Frick and Carina Johansson have been making dreamy, sophisticated pop for the better part of a decade. Hearing their latest album, a mix of lush orchestral swells, twinkling piano, and endearing guitar riffs, is not unlike seeing a rainbow. Bright and sweeping, it’s the sort of music you’d put on the playlist while drinking strawberry lemonade under the summer sun. And yet the lyrics, too, are worth more than a passing glance: warm and pensive, they make a fine counterpoint to the sweet melodies and often cover darker, more daring ground. Perhaps that lemonade could do with a touch of liquor. Good, nearly clean fun
Moonbabies – Sun A.M.
Moonbabies – Take Me To The Ballroom
Music and words lovingly contributed by Natalia
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