Open up your fridge, they will be there – Grísalappalísa

I opened my fridge in the morning to grab something to eat. My gaze fell upon a ham package. Weird, immediately a picture of a little blond smiling boy appeared in my mind. Looks like Ali. Ali… Wait, what?! Ok, since that moment I hadn’t needed any cup of coffee, this coincidence just kicked me strong enough. Apparently, the debut album of Grísalappalísa and a brand of ham have way more in common than I used to think. Welcome in Iceland. Pig-legged Lísa (Grísalappalísa) set her first steps in Reykjavík previous spring. She has been loud and really spectacular. It´s actually nothing strange about that because the band is created by seven experienced musicians that this time made… an explosive mixture. They promised they won´t let listeners stay untouched and, no soap, they have kept a pledge! When I saw them first time at Volta, one of their very first performances, I had impression they easily shot me with their sound. This is it as would say Michael J. Grísalappalísa mixes rock´n´roll and post punk in an exquisite way. Additionally, Icelandic lyrics are split into two vocal paths that are so contrasting with each other but they work beautifully being at the same time vocally complementary. Baldur and Gunnar. Heaven and hell. A peaceful mind and total insanity. A poetic language versus almost an aggressive expression. I´m still afraid of this toothy smile of Gunnar while he is immersing himself totally in music on stage. He simply cannot stay still.