The Wild Hunt won’t put an end to the persistent Dylan comparisons, but it’s brighter, more nimble, and more confident than its predecessor, Shallow Grave. Judging from the playful insouciance of his oblique, breezy lyrics, it doesn’t seem Kristian Matsson feels boxed in by much – a romp of an album.
Sounds like: Swedish Americana, so that’s what – Ikea?