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Joev

Imagine, you are standing amidst a post apocalyptic playground. A place for children of a dystopian world, crushed and crumbled, yet the youngins slip through all the hopelessness and slide down dirty slopes, drumming and dancing on the colour-fading skeletons of old arguments until rust sparkles in the purple evening sky. It’s no Japanese anime providing these images but a German musician called Joev.  And like games in the face of a nuclear holocaust his musical endeavours tend to be rather short and somewhat displaced from reality. It gets even stranger when you realize that his new and free-to-download five track EP Arc is not meant to be a sophisticated statement or a concept album. Instead, he simply wrote a letter. You know, like your parents did, to speak to someone dear and even more to themselves. The outcome is something heavy and haunting, carried by his Notwistesque voice and eventually broken by all sorts of distorted field recordings. Oh, and sounds you would rather expect in a blues band than in this post-electronic Extravaganza. Here’s someone going the other way, not caring about accessibility or even entertainment, but desperately trying to understand and to be understood. Let him deconstruct your understanding of musical narratives.

 

Text: eve- carlice (de) / martin pleiß (engl) / Artwork: jadwiga slesak

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