I’ve got tunnel vision ‘cause I know
I know what things used to make me feel
I’m not your puppet, I am what I am
Let’s disappear, love, take my hand
There comes a season when the heart, wearied by its own repetitions, turns inward and finds itself a stranger. The old joys, once bright as morning, have dulled into ritual, and the pulse of living seems borrowed from a machine. Yet beneath the weight of habit stirs the wish to feel again, to stand once more in one’s own sunlight, to breathe the first air of life without memory, and remember that the soul, though buried in routine, still hungers for astonishment. It is not escape one seeks, but resurrection…a quiet return to being alive.
From Uppsala’s damp rehearsal rooms to Stockholm’s sharper studios, SILUETT has arrived like a cold front: precise, relentless, and charged with discontent. Their forthcoming album, Visitors, released jointly by Velouria Recordz and Distinkt Records, is a study in post-punk discipline. The debut single, Blindside, offers a declaration of purpose: to find motion in stagnation and clarity amid noise.
There is a rigour to SILUETT’s construction. The band’s pedigree (members drawn from Rotten Mind, Earth Girls, Real Tears, and Siamese Twins) grants them a vocabulary fluent in both anarchic urgency and melodic precision. The guitars ring with economy, less a flourish than a function, slicing through layers of synth that hum like distant machinery. The percussion strikes with mechanical insistence, recalling the industrial pulse of an age when rhythm was both rebellion and routine. Each component operates within strict parameters, yet together they achieve a collective propulsion that feels electric in its restraint.
SILUETT’s sound operates as an act of memory and resistance. It recalls the austerity of early 1980s Britain in the sense that alienation could be weaponized into art, while reframing it through Sweden’s clean precision and digital polish. The production is unyielding, yet it never sterilizes emotion; rather, it isolates it, examines it under bright light, and exposes its pulse. Guitars stretch like tension wires; the bass anchors with minimalist insistence; synths drift upward, not as escape but as signal.
Lyrically, Blindside wrestles with the inertia of modern life. The words evoke a sense of displacement familiar to anyone whose ambitions have been dulled by monotony. Beneath its immediacy lies an understanding of political fatigue: the exhaustion of navigating systems designed to sustain disillusionment. Yet there’s movement in that exhaustion. The refrain becomes a rallying point, a small reclamation of agency through rhythm and repetition.
Watch the video for “Blindside” below:
Listen to Blindside below and order the single here.
In the global landscape of post-punk revivalism, SILUETT’s arrival feels unusually deliberate. They understand that revival, to be meaningful, must interrogate the past rather than imitate it. Visitors promises to expand that inquiry: a confrontation with nostalgia, a reconstruction of mood into method. Sweden has long excelled at exporting pop precision; SILUETT instead exports a form of disciplined unease: music that questions the comfort of knowing where the exit is, even as it points you toward it.
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