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Recenzja B FLAT A – Stereogum

Trupa Trupa hail from Poland, where for over a decade they’ve been using serrated post-punk to draw connections between their country’s fascist past and the present day. According to singer Grzegorz Kwiatkowski, their new B FLAT A is about “the wasteland of human nature where hatred and genocide are not just distant reverberations of Central European history but still resonate in contemporary reality.” Out today, it’s a tense and explosive listen brimming with heady ideas, occasionally branching off in surprising directions like the psych-pop-tinged single “Uniforms.” Perhaps appropriately, the album’s baseline sound calls back to the Cold War era, the bridge between that old uncomfortable history and now.

Recenzja Crops – John Bradley

It’s not often you open a poetry chapbook and in the “Foreword” are greeted with such a chilling anecdote:

“In the summer of 2015, Grzegorz Kwiatkowski and his friend Rafal Wojczal made a gruesome discovery. Walking through the forest outside the Stutthof Concentration Camp where Kwiatkowski’s grandfather had been interned during the Second World War, the two young men came upon several thousand old shoes. These shoes once belonged to those the Nazis brought here and then brutally murdered.”

O Karlu Heinzu na łamach Tekstów Drugich

Obserwuję, nie bez niepokoju, toczący się od kilku miesięcy na jednej z kameralnych scen dyskursu intelektualnego osobliwy spór; teoretycznie pretekstu do niego dostarczył nowy tom poetycki Grzegorza Kwiatkowskiego, Karl-Heinz M., ale ton tego sporu, za sprawą dwojga recenzentów – Marty i Pawła Tomczoków, sprawił, że kwestia jakości poezji stała się kwestią nieledwie nieznaczącą, a na pewno została wyprowadzona daleko poza obszar analiz literackich i literaturoznawczych. Sednem zaś, choć nienazwanym wprost, stało się nie tylko prawo do wypowiedzi literackiej, ale wręcz samo prawo do pamiętania i upamiętniania oraz koncesjonowanie tego prawa. Recenzję Marty Tomczok, Czyściciel grobów, oraz jej wzmocnienie, Oko zimnej ciekawości, traktuję zatem jako symptom praktyki społecznej, a nie głos w kwestii literackiej.

Die Welt

Die polnische Band Trupa Trupa kommt auf Deutschland-Tour und verströmt in ihrer Musik eine rastlose Energie, die an das kompromisslose Punk-Ethos von Fugazi erinnert. Ein Gespräch mit dem Sänger Grzegorz Kwiatkowski über seine Gedichte, seine Musik und den Pessimismus in der Welt.

Wywiad na łamach World Literature Today: Uncovering Buried Historical Memory: A Conversation with Grzegorz Kwiatkowski

Grzegorz Kwiatkowski is a new and dynamic poetic voice from Poland, with six volumes of poetry and several translations on the way, as well as the vocalist of the psychedelic postpunk band Trupa Trupa. His newest collection, Crops, translated into English by Peter Constantine, was published by Rain Taxi in November 2021. In this interview, Constantine and Kwiatkowski discuss the themes of his poetry and his endeavors as a musician and activist.

Recenzja koncertu w Minneapolis – Twin Cities Media

„If you’re looking for somebody to adequately explain to you what Trupa Trupa does, I’m not that person. All I can do is try to provide some impressions because I really don’t have anything to compare it with. It’s bits and pieces. It seems chaotic but you always feel a structure. It can be aggressive. It can float and dream. It can do both in the same song. There really aren’t any rules going on here. It’s kind of like trying to define what Syd Barrett was doing with Pink Floyd before he went off the deep end.

Recenzja B FLAT A – Uncut

Philosopher-poet Grzegorz Kwiatkowski’s lyrics deal with fundamental questions of fighting evil, in a homeland that has experienced more than its share. This hardcore moral stance is matched by the baleful, seething rock of opener “Moving”. But respite is offered by the scratchily pretty, Sonic Youth-like psychedelic ballad “Lines” and Floydian acid-folk of “All And All”, as Trupa Trupa’s sixth album favours often lovely, mysteriously ritualistic sounds. The dreamy vocal and abrasively chiming guitar on “Sick” are also narcotically dislocating. Kwiatkowski’s words stay sunk deep in the title track’s mix, the submerged poetry of an underground band who carry a courageous subculture with them.

Nick Hasted, Uncut

New Music Friday / NPR

Płyta B FLAT A w cyklu New Music Friday radia NPR.

“This is just a gloriously noisy gritty rock band from Poland, Bob Boilen and I love very dearly. They have a new record out today called B FLAT A.”

Robin Hilton, www.npr.org

Recenzja Crops – McSweeney’s

Cold water in the face is too mild a description for the effect of Grzegorz Kwiatkowski’s poems. What they present is simultaneously so human and so barbaric that nausea may be the truest response—coupled with, for me anyway, a contradictory compulsion to keep reading, a desire not to look away.