Elín Helena spout words from their mouths, and through the amplifiers the guitars screech and roar and the drums are loud and the bass is low and distorted. While stars explode the people watch and they move their limbs in time with the onslaught of Elín Helena. It is all great fun. It is energetic, it might be punk at times but who cares about labels when furious energy is rushing through the body. The wholesome punch of being blasted in the face with a shotgun will resonate through your body to the belly, releasing your pent up superficialities. Rejoice, Elín Helena brings love.