few musical discoveries in recent years have been as staggering as that of soap and skin aka anja plaschg. the sheer force this eighteen year old artist injects into her compositions almost beggars belief, her songs consuming every last drop of her with no regard for grace. then again, the 13 deeply melancholic compositions of piano are so drenched in beauty and gracefulness, one could crumble on hearing them. 'lovetune for vacuum' is an unwavering line of drama, inner conflict and melancholy, remarkably mature on the one hand, yet feeding on unbridled youthful exuberance on the other. the album's songs were recorded mostly just by plaschg herself, who rather resembles a tragically rebellious heroine flung into the present like a shivering ghost of the victorian bronte sisters, far too worldly-wise for such a young slip of a girl.
