It’s not hard to imagine Kulno Malva crashing his instrument through the wall after some particularly turbulent accordion sessions, like the toughest old-school men used to do when things got truly ecstatic. /…/ Accordion rumbles like a thunderstorm in August, dynamic drum rhythms beat the soot off blackened barn house ceilings. /…/ Huskily groovy but thankfully avoiding any needlessly bold exaggerations, Riffarrica is exquisitely reintroducing genuineness, confidence and cogency – qualities that have perhaps been slightly fading recently.
Margus Haav