From idylls and shallows

The new album of Dota: small chamber music, jazz and folk pearls with guitar, accordion, violin, organ, trumpet and flugelhorn, songs full of longing and melancholy, facing the life, poetic, honest, dialectically, seldom polemical.

Kite flying, summer at the swimming pond, campfire but also major fires, swallows in the dead window holes, tears raining over his face, and the blade on the skin seeming idylls turn en passant in the shoals of life. So beautiful and so vain and yet Dota will not let take the small beautiful moments of life, they defended against any superficiality of the world. You've got everything done or omitted anything?

Man is perfect if he does what he likes to do that again is the central message of Dota, who wears them steadfast in the world.

Where should you look for? On the cover is a metal ladder leads obviously not the indoor swimming pool geclorte but in a murky pond where the search between mud and duckweed life's work is. And yet, again and again: It's not just all in under a dull roar, and the light falls into the water, it dancing in the light particles. Dota proposes voltes, and that makes their songs and the whole album so interesting, even exciting.

A woman is here again looking, upright against the wind, she is working on at a stupid world, what could be so beautiful but, even is she opens her heart and wears it raw in front of them. An album, cry shattering and beautiful.

Steffen Roye