However, although instrumentation can alter a sound it is much more likely that The Fruhstucks have realized their sonic path and it is a journey that you will adore. On Sorry, We Are The Fruhstucks, Sutja and Miguel present their virgin vinyl effort on 7 inch. The songs are paramount to this as guitars ring, beats crunch, and Sutja’s vocals haunt you with melancholic bliss. “Small Nice Ruin” starts off the EP as a sweet introduction not unlike a field of poisonous flowers with distended guitars, toy-box synths, and Sutja’s glowing baritone vocals leading the way. Conversely, “Your Body is a Dream”, is The Fruhstucks’ ballad to their “lovers.” Slow, pop-sensibility and raw guitars paint a picture of long lost cinema and being lost in love. One thing is for sure, this song would not be lost on John Hughes.