Vulvaland

Though they emerged from the experimental music scene in Cologne, Germany, Mouse On Mars’s blissed-out electronica didn’t have too much to do, on surface level, with the jagged edges and formalism of peers like Kontakta or Marcus Schmickler. The duo of Jan St. Werner and Andi Toma found community with the nascent post-rock scene in Britain – they signed to the Too Pure label after forwarding a cassette to Seefeel – and on Vulvaland, their sound is humid and swooning, the clacking Krautrock-informed hypnosis of “Frosch” giving way to the woozy “Future Dub” or the sea-sick exotica of “Die Seele Von Brian Wilson”. On Vulvaland, the beatific motoric of Can’s Future Days met the quixotic dancefloor of Liquid Sky Cologne.