It is said that one should remain impartial. Which I, from time to time, am not. At least not this time. The thing is that I know several of the members of Dreams of Dusk, and have furthermore been the drummer in the band. But that really doesn’t matter. ‘Cos I’m sure that I would have cheered them on even more if I didn’t know them or had once played with them.
Dreams of Dusk was initiated 2000/2001 by their most diligent members, Alexandra Pajuluoma and Martin Berglund. No matter what, I am happy that my time behind the drums in the band did not last longer than some 6 months up to 2002. Or they would never have become as good as I think they are today. They would never have been as tight and great musicians had I still been in the band, that’s for sure.
Anyway. After several years’ gigging, composing and hard work they are still around. And they are, I would like to add, better than ever! So what makes Dreams of Dusk so good? I’m not sure. It certainly won’t matter that they are from Stockholm, that they are 7 members in the original line-up, or that they all are somewhere 28 and 38 years old.
Something that will matter a lot, however, and something that I have loved since the very start, is their mix of string instruments and rock parts. I may be naive or simply ignorant, but as far as I know they create a sound that I dare say that I haven’t heard anywhere else. That the vocals are extremely beautiful and the songs as such are superb doesn’t exactly make things worse. But… as what is commonly said under circumstances like these: listen and judge for yourself!
Dreams of Dusk on Myspace
Here are a few songs from their most recent demo (which, considering the quality, should have been released as a proper album on completion):
2-The Coast Song
3-The Eternal Flow
4-Floating With Time
5-Only Then
6-Finding the Way
8-Lost In the Mist
9-The Story From the Woods
(translated by Clint Hell)
“Nu vaggas tång av gammal dyning” (“Now seaweed is rocked by old swell”, or something to that effect)… Equality from Linköping is generally curious and boundless as they say, with a catalogue playing rather furiously with the “genres” but right here&now I`m really just hungup on this little one. Perfect swedish kind of jazzy ballad like a brittler and more intimate and also funkier Staffan Percy…I thought at first, before realizing that despite of all the well administered and managed heritage he’s of course completely his own. Summer contemplation de luxe! “Rain rain washing the salt from my wound…”
