Cola Freaks – Ingenting Set: A Punk Riot You Can’t Ignore
Let’s get one thing straight—Ingenting Set by Cola Freaks isn’t here to hold your hand or play nice. This 2008 Danish punk/post-punk banger slams you in the face with raw energy, stripped-down riffs, and a vibe that screams “we don’t give a damn what you think.” Released on Hjernespind Records, this album doesn’t mess around. It’s loud, unapologetic, and kinda genius if you’re into music that feels like it was recorded in someone’s garage after too many beers.
First off, let’s talk about "Ctrl. Alt. Delete."—the opening track that sets the tone for the chaos ahead. From the first second, Morten’s electric guitar punches through like a pissed-off kid kicking over trash cans. The bassline from Kasper groans underneath, dirty and distorted as hell, while Jacob’s drums hammer out rhythms so simple they feel almost primal. Mads’ vocals? Dude sounds like he’s yelling at the world through clenched teeth, spitting out lines that hit hard even if you don’t catch every word. What sticks with me is how relentless it feels—it’s not trying to be clever; it just wants to punch you in the gut. And honestly? That works.
Then there’s "Gi Mig Piller," which flips the script slightly but keeps the aggression alive. This track leans more into post-punk territory, with moody undertones and an almost hypnotic groove. The basslines twist around the guitar work like smoke curling up from a cigarette butt, while Mads delivers these half-spoken, half-snarled lyrics that sound like late-night confessions fueled by bad decisions. It’s catchy as hell without being polished, and I swear, once you hear the chorus, it’ll stick in your brain for days. Like gum on the bottom of your shoe—you can’t shake it off.
The whole crew behind this record deserves props. Mastered by Dan Randall, it’s got that gritty edge where imperfections become part of the charm. Graphics by Mads Svindt? Simple, stark, and fitting for the band’s DIY ethos. Hell, even the lacquer cut by MI adds to the analog warmth that makes this album feel real—not some soulless digital mess.
But here’s the kicker: listening to Ingenting Set feels like stepping back in time to when punk wasn’t about selling merch or getting Spotify streams. It’s raw, messy, and full of attitude. Yet, weirdly enough, it also reminds me of why we still need albums like this today—to remind us that music doesn’t always have to be perfect to be powerful.
So yeah, crank this sucker up, but maybe warn your neighbors first. Oh, and one last thing—if Cola Freaks ever reunite, I hope they do it somewhere dark, sweaty, and loud. Because anything less would just feel wrong.
