Biography

Gothenburg, Sweden - home of many luminous Swedish acts also houses unexpected entities in it's dark corners. One of these entities seen as flash of light in the impending winter moving from street corner to street corner. It is a rogue in the night with the glint of his dagger reflecting a bright beam of the moon. Legends are created in the shadows and through these windy streets a door is found. Behind this door "labyrinth mathpunk" is created by 4 men who are collectively known as Alarma Man. Instrumental and daft in it's execution, Alarma Man can excite, sooth, and equally throw an unprepared listener into a state of confusion. Mind-numbing drum beats, steady bass lines, and odd guitar rhythms accenting with tapping that defies the nature of the sonic guitar itself. A mad mixture of dark intentions and old roving spirits that brings to mind Don Cabellero, Man Or Astroman, and Fugazi, yet with something all the more sinister and forward looking. The dagger has been found stuck into the wall with a note that simply says... Alarma Man.
You have been warned.


From Sinnbus Recordings:

Do you remember Sweden? Do you remember Umeå or Luleå? Do you recall a monstrous musical potential, a feeling of the oncoming change of everything? Do you remember how this tension lost intensity, how by and by it was sacrificed to vanities, self-interest and the easy way? Can you say when rock music from Sweden did not only serve you in the best way possible, but blew you away, suprised you and shattered you and burnt you and gave you a new life?

Let's cut it short: Care for another try?

A zig-zagging steamroller, a turbo-boosted saviour, an apocalyptic nonchalance, Alarma Man blow all these rhetorical questions up and away. It's the answer that remains: Yes, I do. Yes, I do want more. Four fidegty young men from Gothenburgs mazy corners will give you more. In exact doses, they'll give you Everything – and a lot of it. Take Refused and Breach as a basis, take Don Caballero as an idea, teleported to 2006 and supported by the insights, results and whiplash injuries of post- and indierock's past few years. Make it big, make it fast, get a picture of what we mean – and let Alarma Man hack it apart. Yes, I do want more.
Niklas Fors, Viktor Lager, Carl Fredriksson, Andreas Litfeldt – sixteen strings and a set of drums in constant motion, rapidly stirring and steadily fantastic. Skillfully blending death metal, indie pop aesthetics and hardcore, the band manages to confuse and insult these genres with speed and pure Spielfreude, making them shine again. Alarma Man are labyrinth math core, arpeggio punk and action full of action. There are what we need. Yes, I do. What was your question?