Danish singer-songwriter Niel Irson releases debut album: A travelogue tale from the far corners of Europe.
Most of us are familiar with the feeling. That while on the surface everything seems all fine and dandy something is wrong. Terribly wrong. This was the exact situation of Niel Irson when he left his native Denmark behind and headed to Portugal in 2011. Not only was his long-lasting romantic relationship slowly coming apart, but there was something about his life situation that just wasn’t right. He had a sweet, beautiful girlfriend, an admirable job as a self-made game designer and seemed on the path to the good life, but at some point he’d lost track of himself. So, off to Portugal he went to start over on a whole new, inspired chapter of his life.
In tiny, charming, bankruptcy-threatened Portugal on the brink of the Atlantic songs all of a sudden started pouring from him. So he settled his accounts, quit the all-consuming dream job and started all over from scratch. Took out his pension funds and spent them on studio equipment. Snook them past airport security in a hand luggage suitcase that weighed in at around 25 kgs. And in May 2011 he started recording what would one day become “The Sweet Joy of Hunting Someone Down” - a dusty, DIY indie-folk travelogue album from the borderlands of love.
From the sunny southern coast of Portugal to the colder Danish shores Niel Irson has recorded a travelogue of sound. A kind of dogma-style album with guitar and song always recorded in one take. And while some songs grew into more complex pieces, they have all been written and recorded on the dusty roads and in small spaces around Europe. The best ones have been condensed into the intensely personal travelogue album “The Sweet Joy of Hunting Someone Down” - a strong debut which demonstrates not only his ability to write great, modern and diverse songs and sing them to great effect, but also his great talent for infectious melodies and personal, poetic lyrics.
On “The Sweet Joy of Hunting Someone Down” Niel Irson combines folk, indie pop and folk punk and defines his own artistic space in between the Ryan Adams’ impressive songwriting with a poetic touch, the intimately personal vulnerability of Damien Rice’s “O” and a tinge of something that smells like grunge, in the spirit of Soundgarden and Pearl Jam. It’s a intensely profound album that invites you to travel along from the puffy, pink clouds of a love in its infancy on to the deep vale of despair, and all the way on to the borderlands of insanity.