Kristian Ravelius – Jag Vill Ha Dig

“LADS. Lads lads lads.”

Tim: Kristian: new to the music scene, and he’s fairly keen for you to know that he wants you.

Tom: It’s always weird when a non-English pop song drops an English “oh baby” in the middle.

Tim: Oh, did you not hear? As of 2014, that phrase has been added to every single language on the planet following requests from lyricists.

And speaking of lyrics, with the number of “Jag vill ha dig” repetitions we’ve got going on there that would actually make him come across as fairly desperate; as it turns out, though, he’s not singing that at us but merely repeating what someone said to him in a club the other night. You know, the way that LADS generally do and all that, because he’s proper getting it.

Tom: LADS. Lads lads lads. Thing is, that doesn’t really tie in with the tone of the music, which actually seems calm and pleasant.

Tim: Yeah, and to be honest I don’t know why I’m going down the route of making him sound like a dick, to be honest – maybe he’s a lovely guy, he looks nice enough so let’s ignore the slight douchiness of the lyrics and focus on that music, which is very nice. A happy summery pop song, with a very catchy chorus line, whoever’s mouth it’s coming out of.

Tom: And with an odd, almost Motown-like twinge on the way out of the middle eight. Don’t know where that came from, but I like it.

Tim: Me too. All in all, pretty much I really want for a summery pop song, so I guess it’s all fine.