Lord Youth began in a Neukölln apartment with a Tascam 7-track cassette recorder. On one of the handful of days when the weather was actually pleasant and the roving Roma bands were playing “Besame Mucho” up and down the streets. I dreamt the previous night that man on top of a soufflé had descended, his finger pointed, and declared: “You Shall Be Lord Youth, with a Y.” Work began immediately the next morning. Subsequent albums were recorded in an old attic in Copenhagen and a former blacksmith’s shop in Berlin. The music attempts to combine the bizarre formalism of the American folk tradition set to mangled mid-60s song structures played through brittle 1980s pre-digital equipment.