Elements

Some music is made great by great construction, its parts so effortlessly intertwined that you could never imagine them disassembled or reorganized. And some music is cool for just the opposite reason. You admire the textures and materials, each under their own microscope. The decisions feel like suggestions rather than glue. And so your brain plays with it, Rubik's Cube style. That's what's going for me with this one. That is, when I'm not spooked by the album cover, in which Klaus resembles a drunk former boss of mine who had a fairly unbelievable Scottish brogue. But that's something for another song.

Klaus Krüger - Deutschland