It was the height of summer when Löwenzahnhonig moved into the barn. No studio, no city noise, no everyday worries. Just the air, heavy with sun-dust and the scent of blossoms, the milky light slipping through the cracks in the wooden beams, and a collection of instruments that sounded like they came from another era.
There, in a place where time knows no deadlines, Kirschblütenboogie (literally: Cherry Blossom Boogie) was born. It’s an album like a Super 8 film set to music: shimmering, sunfaded, quietly precise – as if someone turned the tempo down on pop music to give it room to breathe again. Guitar lines sneak through the windows like sunbeams, the bass is a patient storyteller, and the drums think more in landscapes than in beats.
The music of this Swiss instrumental band is poetic deceleration. Those who listen may catch fleeting shadows of Khruangbin, whose guitar lines seem to have been sent on a journey through time. But Löwenzahnhonig bring something entirely their own: a kind of Alpine Zen-surf – dreamy, yet precise. “Retro” doesn’t quite capture it. What this music does is more archaeological: it unearths something buried beneath layers of volume and urgency.

Doors: 20:00
Start: 20:45