Published June 10, 2005
These five kids from Hafnarfjörður, who produced this album themselves, present tight hard rock worth respect. While the guitars, often mixing palm muting with harmonics, don’t catch you by surprise, the band has the kind of timing that makes you nod your head to even conventional tunes. In addition to simply being well-rehearsed, the band works around genuinely strong vocals from Halldór Örn Guðnason. How good is his singing? He can make “Pseudo-saviour of gold/ wash me whiter than snow” sound gutty and bold. (Rhyme intentional.) If the band can mix up the rhythms a little, as songs lik Dying in Our Prime indicate, they have the ability to do, Pan will be touted as the next Mínus.
Worth 4 beers. Costs 3 beers. Winner.