our score: 5.0 out of 5.0
If you've been
keen to the whole Sigur Ros deal, by now you know the story with
their latest album. No title, no track titles, no text in the
liner notes, no real words - all to put the focus on
the music alone. There's good reason for this too, since once
again Sigur Ros have succeeded in making what is basically some
of the most beautiful, ethereal, and religious music
ever to be put to tape.
what this untitled work is when you get down to the root - amidst
the bowed guitars, simple piano lines, marvelous strings, gibberish
"Hopelandic" vocals and every other imaginable swirl
of atmospheric rock you can imagine - this music is about how
it makes you feel. And with this music, if you let it make you
make you feel, you end up feeling ... well... high. High on music
- and that's a damn sweet feeling.
For this review
I originally thought I'd be all sly and give each track my own
title, since Sigur Ros have been urging their listeners to give
the songs whatever titles they like, decide on their own lyrics
(since Jon Thor Birgisson's "Hopelandic" language is
made up, and basically there to serve as his voice as instrument),
and even illustrate the liner notes as they see fit. But it's
not my place to give these songs titles; at least not to give
them titles and to let you all know them. The album's an unbelievably
personal experience, if you let it be, and each person would be
best off coming up with their own interpretations and feelings.
And trust me,
this is an album for everyone. It may be a bit less melodic than
Agaetis Byrjun (the group's previous effort), but it's so much
more inviting. It's atmospheric rock at it's best, and neo-classical
at it's true birth... and it's un-f#*king-believable.