From Iceland — Haffi Haff: Freak

Published September 21, 2010

Haffi Haff the man is probably a decent chap. However, Haffi Haff the stage character, with his overbearing, hypersexual “you can’t handle me. I’m on the edge of human experience” persona is as preposterous as he is tiresome.
On his album ‘Freak’, he comes across as a walking fuck. He “Likes it rough,” “whips and chains don’t scare him.” He “gets what he wants,” and “wants you to keep him satisfied.” And that’s just the first three songs. Oh yeah, and “he’s sooooo talented.” Glad we got that sorted.
And the music (mostly written by songwriting team StopWaitGo)—with its overreliance on autotune, tinny synth and trumpet samples and pedestrian beats—is oddly sterile and lacking in juicy wetness, the opposite of the supposed hedonism in the lyrics.
‘Control’ does bubble with energy, and ‘Give Me Sexy’ could pass for a Familjen B-side. But only a 17-year old riddled with Chlamydia would think this album is decadent.