Infam
Welcome Idiots

THE REVIEW

It's time for Infam. Yes, you read that right: Infam.

I don't know what the Swede Andre Geisler did to deserve this nickname. Maybe he gave it to himself, who knows.

What I do know, however, is that he tells us "welcome idiots" and literally makes fun of us with an album that, even when analyzed with the best of intentions, leads absolutely nowhere.

Subpar and already heard synth-pop and electronic music.

Take the Depeche Mode of "Ultra," some ideas stolen from New Order, and a melancholic, subdued, even boring tone.

What did the world do to you, dear Andre? You were lucky enough to be born in one of the most beautiful countries on the planet but, apparently, you wanted (or had?) to bore us with your incoherent and artificial electronic notes. Oh, if I must be honest, some episodes can be saved. I'm thinking of tracks like "Infernal" and "Desire." But we're talking about two tracks out of ten, and the album, now that I think about it, is too long as well.

This time my musicologist friend handed me a half-dud. I'll get my revenge as soon as possible.

Oh, the album is from 1995, but that's a small detail that doesn't do much to lift the already expressed judgment.

PS: Dear Andre, you could have chosen a better cover! This one is really an eyesore.