The fact that Jjulius now is now on the books at DFA is somewhat curious, but also sweet that the two dedicated practitioners there have apparently taken James Murphy’s mission to not disappear completely into insignificance seriously and naturally found what they were looking for in Gothenburg. »Vol.2« is somehow the most deliberately uncool Jjulius record in a long time, the husky cussedness of earlier albums has in places given way to coquettish indie adornment and hence meta af on three thousand levels at once.
Jjulius – Vol.2
