Olof Dreijer

Plashing around Coral, glugging gulag drips, praising music that gives us energy to overcome

It might be hard to parse beneath the clever, compacted Chuck Eddy-approved prose of the mid-’00s Village Voice house style, but I’ve swooned to Olof Dreijer’s touch for nearly twenty years now. I even have the Silent Shout review to prove it. (Said enthusiasm is somewhere in the “digital beats out of gulag drips, geologically pressing the keyboards unt…