Album Review: Susien Mailla Hernandon Salaisuus by Santeri Kinnunen
Alright, let’s talk about Susien Mailla Hernandon Salaisuus. This 1993 gem from Finland isn’t your typical pop album—it’s got this raw, heartfelt vibe that sticks with you long after the last track fades. Santeri Kinnunen, backed by Jarmo Nikku’s arrangements, crafted something special here. It’s not flashy or overproduced; instead, it feels like a warm hug on a cold Helsinki night.
The genre is listed as pop, but don’t let that fool you. There are clear hints of pop rock and soft rock sprinkled throughout, giving the album an edge without losing its tender soul. Released under Bluebird, this record might’ve slipped under the radar for some, but trust me—it deserves attention.
Now, onto the tracks. The opening song, Sydän Kaipaa, hits hard right outta the gate. It’s one of those songs where you can almost feel the ache in Kinnunen’s voice. The lyrics? Heartbreakingly simple yet so relatable. You know when you’re missing someone so much it physically hurts? Yeah, that’s what this track captures. I swear, every time I hear it, I’m transported back to my own messy breakups and late-night drives trying to clear my head. It’s hauntingly beautiful, man.
Then there’s Hernandon Salaisuus. Oh boy, this one’s sneaky good. It starts off mellow, almost like a lullaby, but then builds into this lush, layered anthem. The guitar work here is just… wow. It’s not flashy shredding or anything—more like a gentle conversation between strings and vocals. And honestly, I think that’s why it stands out. By the second chorus, you’ll find yourself humming along even if you don’t speak Finnish (which, full disclosure, I don’t).
Susien Mailla rounds things out nicely, though it doesn’t hit quite as hard as the first two tracks. Still, it’s got this dreamy quality that ties the whole thing together. Like walking through a forest at dawn, everything quiet except for the crunch of leaves underfoot.
Here’s the thing about Susien Mailla Hernandon Salaisuus: it’s not perfect. Some parts feel a little rough around the edges, and yeah, maybe a couple tracks drag a bit. But isn’t that kinda life? Messy, imperfect, but still worth experiencing? That’s what makes this album stick with me—it’s human.
And hey, fun fact: listening to this album made me realize how much we take music for granted nowadays. Back in ’93, no Spotify playlists or algorithm recommendations—just pure discovery. Makes you wonder, doesn’t it? What would Santeri Kinnunen think if he knew his music was being streamed decades later by some random person typing away on their laptop? Probably laugh, shake his head, and pour another cup of coffee.
So yeah, give this album a spin. Let it remind you of simpler times, heartbreaks, and the magic of stumbling upon something real.
