Ever since ABBA, the Swedes have been remarkably reliable at producing melodically-gifted acts, known to often coat their songs in the most sugary of musical arrangements. The last couple years have been especially fruitful for the European nation’s music community, with Peter Bjorn and John, Jens Lekman, Robyn, and a wealth of other bands and artists achieving respectable levels of international indie stardom. A Camp, the awkwardly named solo side-project of Cardigans singer Nina Persson, unsurprisingly offers no great deviation from the irresistible melodic pop of the aforementioned artists. On Colonia, Perrson pays tribute to the girl groups of the 60s like The Crystals and The Ronettes musically – “Here Are Wild Animals” goes so far as to start off with a round of harmonic “ooooh weeee ooooh ooooh”s accompanied by the classic “Be My Baby” drum beat – though lyrically it’s a different matter. 
Though Persson sounds just as starry-eyed and adorable as her predecessors, she delivers her sentiment from the perspective of one who’s been there, done there, been hurt, and learned her lessons the hard way. “Darling, darling/The moon went out to the night/And I’m caught like a doe in your headlights,” Persson sings in “My America,” which essentially spells out the thesis of the album: this “love” thing is gonna be the death of me. “Don’t you know love can kill anyone?…You know love can do you like a shotgun,” she sings in “Stronger Than Jesus”/ If the old-school girl groups made their money off songs about the hope and promise of young love and romance, Persson is out to make hers by destroying all those old fashioned illusions.
From a casual listen, the album sounds sunny and cheerful with its array of lush orchestration, harmonies and tinkling pianos, when really, it couldn’t be more cynical and bitter. For starters, you won’t hear a line like, “Let us raise our glasses to murderous asses like you/may you sleep soundly,” from the song “The Crowning”, delivered in a more elegant manner anywhere else this year. Then in the heartbreaking “I Signed the Line”, a song about getting divorced, Persson sings, “Don’t send me letters in bottles anymore/And don’t come a knockin’ or darken my door/We’ve got a contract, devotion nevermore…I signed the line that was dotted/I like to end what I started/I signed the line and I realized a lot of lies.” Titles like, “Love Has Left The Room” don’t require much explanation. And so on it goes.
While Persson’s cynicism and smart-ass approach to romance is endearing to some extent, a whole twelve songs of it soon becomes grating, with Persson offering no hope or respite from her bitterness, but simply continuous proclaiming that love is a tantalizing, torturous presence on Earth that makes life intolerably miserable. Though every track sounds really, really pretty, Colonia’s lack of musical and lyrical diversity make it a difficult album to sit through.
Tracklisting:
01. The Crowning
02. Stronger Than Jesus
03. Bear On The Beach
04. Love Has Left The Room
05. Golden Teeth And Silver Medals
06. Here Are Many Wild Animals
07. Chinatown
08. My America
09. Eau De Colonia
10. I Signed The Line
11. It’s Not Easy To Be Human
12. The Weed Had Got There First
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