Camilla Sparksss – For You the Wild (April 7, 2014) Camilla Sparksss — For You the Wild                                          Born: 17th of December 1983
Location: Agno, Switzerland ≈ Kenora, Ontario, Canada
Album release: April 7, 2014
Record Label: On The Camper (CH)/African Tape (FR)/Spezial Material (CH)/Dallas Distortion Music(USA)
Duration:     31:10
01. Move Like A Shark       3:09
02. Precious People       3:18
03. I’ll Teach You To Hunt       3:01
04. Europe       3:13
05. This Is Huge       3:19
06. Sharing       2:36
07. For You The Wild       1:36
08. You Are Awesome       2:43
09. Killer       2:56
10. White Cat       5:19
Γ   Written and recorded by Barbara Lehnhoff & Aris Bassetti.
Γ   Additional recordings and mixes by Miguel Constantino, Andrea Cajelli, Radu Munteanu and Guido Block.
Γ   Mastered by Tom Woodhead.
Γ   Africantape 048
Γ   On The Camper Records 027
Γ   Camilla Sparksss is the fantasy ego of Barbara Lehnhoff from Swiss Canadian art punk band Peter Kernel. She loves rap, drum machines, tutorials, thermal baths and traveling. Barbara Lehnhoff grew up amongst indian reserves on the Great Lakes of Northwestern Ontario, Canada.
Γ   She was born at –27 C° on the 17th of December 1983. At the time radios were playing Michael Jackson, The Police, Bonnie Tyler, Culture Club and „Sweet dreams“ by Eurythmics. Music that went straight through the umbilical cord. Hot on the inside and cold on the outside.
Γ   She built piece by piece an Austin Healey, she grew up with two brown bears, she moved by boat or floatplane. Then she moved to Switzerland. She studied economy and graphic design, ending up filmmaker.
Γ   This is Barbara Lehnhoff, this is Camilla Sparksss.
By Larry Day | posted on 5 Apr 2014 | Score: ****
Γ   Splintering off from “Swiss Canadian art punks” Peter Kernel for a solo jaunt, Ontario’s Barbara Lehnhoff is donning new skin. Transformed into Camilla Sparksss, she’s not exactly jettisoned that arty/punky vibe, and much of the material on her debut LP For You the Wild is astoundingly alienating, avant~garde and oddly magnetic.  It’ll put some (read: most) off with the opening bars, but those that stay for the experimentalist cacophony and Arbutus~aping din will be rewarded with some sublime dance~pop and electronica.
Γ   Fans of Crystal Castles’ enigmatic terror schtick and the fringes of CSS’ brashest, ballsiest, brattiest cuts will be grinning ear~to~ear during the gladiatorial melee on display. “Cold wave/hyper pop” is the name of the game here, apparently.
Γ   The former may bear some semblance of accuracy, but although pop’s present, it’s not prevalent and it’s less ‘hyper’; what’s left is more distorted, tortured and torn asunder than a Britney Spears meltdown. It’s definitely in Salem, Crystal Castles or CSS’ ballparks rather than in any tangible pop territory; it’d be a stretch to expect For You The Wild to harass the Top 10 any time soon.
Γ   Upliftingly monikered You Are Awesome, no relation to the Lego Movie‘s Everything Is Awesome, isn’t as empowering (at least in the traditional sense) as the name might imply. “Since I heard your name it’s hot shit/ then I saw your face it’s all that/ asshole,” Sparksss/Lehnhoff screeches above skittering beats and the meatiest god~fart of a bassline you’ll hear. Post~industrial bombast Europe is all synth strings and e~harpsichords amidst a barked manifesto, galvanising some unknown demonstration into action. You’ll glimpse Health’s gratuitous carnage and subtle beauty on Killer Sparksss caws blood~curdling levels through roughly~hewn synths and dead~yed drum machines. It’s hugely atmospheric; it’s a kind of oxygen~deprived sweat~pit from which no light escapes.
Γ   It’s not all doom’n’gloom though. There are clarion clarities plonked on the pedestal by Sparksss. I’ll Teach You How To Hunt, with lyrics spat (avec blood and saliva) onto glacial synth floes and the trampled remnants of a beat~stampede. It’s woozily chaotic, like a bad trip in pitch black, and fuelled by jerking, stammering drum machines that peel away from the comparatively saccharine synthesisers. Akin to a cyborg Anna von Hausswolff, White Cat propels a barrage of gothtronica organs and ambient lullaby~esque Warpaint~warble vox into your ears. It’s smooth, though still shadowy, and a welcome respite from the aggressive nature of For You The Wild. Watch out though; she blasts in some sonic warheads to keep you on your toes.
Γ   The LP is equal measures malevolent, in~your~face demonics and crystalline, albeit drowsy, electropop. Sparksss flits between relative calm and dreamy, vaguely gothy electronica, and the kind of grizzled, barbed ferocity that Alice Glass wrote the manual for. It’s a fascinating album nonetheless, and if you can’t stomach the noise that she occasionally drops into the mix, then at least you’ll find solace in the hazier numbers. If you can withstand the aural onslaught, you’ll find even more reasons to adore this debut. It is a great first outing there’s plenty of swaggering confidence, and even if Sparksss’ constructions are often familiar, she performs them with intense conviction.
Γ   This is the antithesis of bedroom producer slackerwave. Still electronic, DIY and solo, it looks at the thrift store 4~track, vintage Macbook and assembly of motley instruments, but instead of yelping with excitement, it douses the bedroom in kerosene, burns the place to the ground and scoffs down a meth rock. (

Camilla Sparksss
For You the Wild