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"...a quirky, catchy blend of pop hooks and jazz-centric soloing...it's rare for a group so young to emerge with such a fully formed and distinctive concept, but Pixel seems to have accomplished just that."
– AllAboutJazz

“The first thirty seconds of this album was enough to tell me that I would probably like Norwegian band Pixel. I did...this band has something new to say musically and produces tunes that are toe-tappingly, wantonly catchy."
– London Jazz News

"...unique and compelling."
– Expose

The award-winning Norwegian jazz quartet Pixel is in the vanguard of a scene brimming with exceptional young musicians, charting an exhilarating, improvisation-steeped jazz path infused with the cathartic energy of indie rock. Pixel’s third album Golden Years captures the next step in the band’s rapid evolution.

Pixel consists of double bassist and vocalist Ellen Andrea Wang, drummer Jon Audun Baar, trumpeter Jonas Kilmork Vemøy, and saxophonist Harald Lassen (with everyone contributing vocals).

Pixel tends toward translucent textures, tight orchestration and pop-inflected songcraft. While the sound is essentially acoustic, Vemøy and Lassen increasingly employ subtle effects that provide deeper textural depth to the already charged mélange of bright harmonies and protean rhythmic thrust.

Golden Years is the result of Pixel’s bustling 2014, a year in which the quartet played nearly 100 gigs (while also each pursuing projects of their own). When they started the recording process at the end of the year, everyone brought new songs to the table, tunes documented over five intensive days in the studio. Together these extraordinary musicians created an expansive album and sound unlike any other band on the scene. Still growing and discovering what they’re capable of, the musicians of Pixel are in their prime, and the group’s third album makes a compelling case that these are the best of times on the Norwegian scene.

Pixel, "Nothing Beats Reality" from 'Golden Years' (Cuneiform Records)

Rock N Roll Wolf Aka Mama - Mommys Home - All Versions - English 1977

Sweet City

Gotta get up
You gotta get down
Our feelings aren’t leveled 
No they’re all around

And you know it
It’s concealing how
we really do

Looking to win
You’re looking to fly
You’re thinking that it’s free
The things that
Money can’t buy

Think you know it 
But it’s really down to
What you do

Gotta be cool
Try to treat you 
Right
Go easy on me, baby
But only if you like

Can’t make a move
I feel uptight
Go easy, don’t please me
And we can wait the tide

Moving too quick
You’re moving too fast
You look behind your back 
To see if 
I will last

And we know it
But it’s really not 
My point of view

Proving yourself
And proving to me
That what we 
Have in common 
Is a broken knee

Think we know it
That we can’t really 
Sit this through

Gotta be cool
Try to treat you 
Right
Go easy on me, baby
But only if you like

Can’t make a move
I feel uptight
Go easy, don’t please me
And we can wait the tide

Easy
Go easy
Go easy
Go easy now

Go Easy

Noah Eating Cheeseburger

500g of pasta

Holding on a little stone
looking around to find a good spot to put it
moonlight strokes my yuka palm
so maybe I should feel more calm

Silence speaks to me, but I'm not listening
I lit a candle and then I see the spot for me
behind that frame, my stone shall be.

Recorded at Big Limbo studios, November 2019.

Little Stone

No one is here, the gate is clear
Oh yellow grain, leading me where
I cannot notice any sign of fear

So many steps I simply skip
My ears they wake to the sound so new
I climbed the top, all I see is blue

Someone is here, holding me near
looking with me at the virgin sea.

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