
Have you ever tried explaining the appeal of Swedish duo jj to a non-music geek? In our case, lengthy disjointed ramblings about how the band, when they're not delivering some of the most icily sublime dream-pop around, is this mysterious entity who sound like Enya obsessed with Hot 97 and Nahright but don't necessarily outright cover hip hop & R&B as much as they paste bits and pieces of various songs together into these hallucinatory doses of airy, Muzak-styled gorgeousness, usually results in nothing but blank stares and firm, but friendly, replies of "I'll pass". [...]