Drivan is a band of Swedes who take the term fractured fairytale a little bit to literally. These slightly avant garde artists create what could best be described as broken folk music. What's that mean? Well imagine a bit of folk tronica, a $5 budget and a left of center approach that leaves their songs somewhere underneath a bed and you kind of have an idea where Drivan are coming from. It's nothing terribly bad but at the same time their album, Disko is nothing you'll want to run home and listen to again and again.
Disko is quite literally the exact opposite of everything the title might stand for. Instead of a crazy night out, Disko is all about a night in, holed up in a cramped bedroom with piles of barely working recording equipment creating something approaching a tune. They sometime achieve something that's almost too good to believe; see, "Som En Laderlapp," but most of the time Drivan sort of sound like they were just tinkering around with a recorder on. Disko for the most part sounds like it was cut and pasted together with duct tape and a prayer. It's the sort of record that's so fragile and so lo-fi you would swear it's going to just come apart at the seams with tape landing everywhere.
Drivan have some great ideas here, but they never get the chance to become fully developed and as a result Disko kind of falls a bit flat. Given $10 and a studio with working equipment Disko could probably be shaped into something that's pretty darn good. But as it stands the record is a nice bedsit recording that doesn't seem like it ever wants to leave the confines of its room. Oh well.
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