Since their conception in 2005, LIFELOVER has walked through a dark tunnel filled with depression, drugs, and insanity. This new EP confirms the lurking feeling that they're still far away from the light, and there is no happy escape from their spiral of madness. Finally having added a permanent drummer, the band is ready to dive even deeper into the isolation and alienation that city-life brings.
With "Dekadens", the band continues where "Konkurs" left off, bringing more of a post-punk pace alá JOY DIVISION to the spastic fold. At this point Kim Carlsson seems to have disappeared completely into his stage-persona ( ), to a point where Ian Curtis seems like a happy chap by comparison. Tormented screams and bitter monologues are still the order of the day, and the lyrics are as dark as ever. The drums, courtesy of Non, adds a new sense of urgency to the music, further stressing that manic edge that was especially prominent on "Pulver".
Since this EP spans only 26 minutes, the strength of the individual songs is essential. Generally, the quality of the material on "Dekadens" can be divided into to three categories. "Luguber Framtid", "Lethargy", and "Destination: Ingenstans" are great addition to the LIFELOVER-legacy, and feel like a natural evolution of the band. "Myspys", "Major Fuck Off", and "Visdomsord" seem a bit tired and pointless, adding little new to a sound that might be in danger of growing stale. Finally, we have "Androider", which fits right in amongst the top three songs the band has ever recorded. The JOY DIVISION-worship is more apparent here than ever before, and the song does a brilliant turn from a jolly danceable tune to a moment of reflection, then trails off with the most crushing riff the band has achieved yet.
Due to its inconsistent quality, "Dekadens" might not be the masterpiece many were hoping for, but shows that the band still hasn't lost its way. The EP, with its flaws and highs, is still an effective piece of work, and really goddamn depressing. LIFELOVER is inviting you to dance, so fake a drugged smile and get your ass off the floor.
(Online February 14, 2010)