It feels like an infusion: the saline solution flows into you through the cannula, but is slightly cooler than your body temperature, which is why this pleasant cold spreads through you.

Of course, this infusion is the 7" EP by MANTAROCHEN, this light-shy creature from the depths of Leipzig's underwater world.

The hushed guitar, coarsely pixelated like a VHS tape from the 80s, flits through a labyrinth of melodic, organic bass lines.

The rhythm machine drives the six songs mercilessly and nonchalantly towards the abyss.

Strangely enough, the synths don't breathe in any additional coldness, but rather wrap the coldwave in a warming blanket.

Not a cuddly blanket, more like one of those golden-silver foil rescue blankets. A distant, hypothermic voice hovers above it all.

"Everything will be fine, it will soon be over" it seems to murmur to you. But deep wounds are sung about and the longing to leave the ballast and all the banalities behind.

But in a completely relaxed way. The tragedy lurks between the lines, while your mind is already under the spell of the hooklines.

MANTAROCHEN, that's Diana, Sebi and Tom. They recorded and mixed everything themselves.

The mastering was done by Jean-Baptiste Meyrieux (active in Broncho Libre & Laxisme, among others).The 7" EP will be released on 31.05 on It's Eleven Records.