With A Buzz in Our Ears, We Play Endlessly

There’s not a lot I can say about the new Sigur Ros album. I can’t even spell the name of it using the keys on my keyboard and the modest tools provided by the good folks at WordPress. It translates to “With A Buzz in Our Ears, We Play Endlessly,” which is a pretty badass thing to say. I think from now on, when rehearsing with my band (name to be determined), I will start every practice with: “With a buzz in our ears, we play endlessly.”

By now, you’ve probably made up your mind about Sigur Ros and, if you’re smart, you’ve decided to like them. Yeah, no one knows what the fuck that positively elvish fellow is singing about; sure,  the songs can be a bit melodramatic at times, but at the end of the day, Sigur Ros cranks out uniformly beautiful music.

The new record, which I’ll just call Gobbledigook (that’s the name of the first track), continues their trend of making beautiful music and, though I (as previously stated) have no clue what the dude is singing about, the songs have a bit more of a pop feel than the tunes on Takk, Sigur Ros’s best record (and the one before this one). “Goobledigook” and “The Second Song” (Not it’s title, but again, my limited tools prohibit me from spelling it out. It’s, roughly, “Inni mer syngur vitleysingur.” Clears it right the fuck up for you, doesn’t it?) signal the ray-of-sunshine feel of this album and it doesn’t really let up after that. Sure, there are some traditional Sigur Ros tunes on Gobbledigook; “Festival” (that’s really its name! Thanks for throwing me that bone, Sigur Ros! You guys are swell!) is a nine-minute, slow-building epic of the type you’re used to from these dudes who hail from the sunny shores of Iceland.  But most of the album is more concise than Sigur Ros’s previous output.  It’s their pop album, or as close to one as they’re ever gonna make. I don’t think Sigur Ros will ever approach “radio-friendly,” or even all that “accessible” but if they were ever gonna get close, this is the album that does that.

There’s not much else to say about this album; it’s really fucking good, you’ve not heard anything like it, and you should be listening to it right now. Go. Listen. With a buzz in your ears.

Oh, one last thing: It would be impossible to regret getting super high and seeing this band live, outdoors, in the summertime. Impossible.

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