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Með Suð í Eryum Við Spilum Endalaust - by Sigur Rós
WROTE ONE REVIEWER: “Icelandic quartet Sigur Rós' new album breaks a longstanding tradition: album titles pronounceable to English speakers. If Með Suð í Eyrum Við Spilum Endalaust proves more challenging to the average listener though, Sigur Rós has never been known for ease-of-use.” Australia's Sydney Morning Herald newspaper records: "'It is true that our records have got happier and happier,7 Holm says."When we recorded the brackets album [( ), 2002], we were not in a happy mood and you can really hear that. Now people ask why we don't play that material, but we don't have that angst any more."
"He riffs on being a married man, with kids, in his 30s, telling family anecdotes. 'We're not selling out, we're just older, happier. Just as honest about our happiness now as our unhappiness then. The Heima tour also changed things - we had to play sometimes without electricity, and that was very exciting: it changed structures, it made songs shorter because the mood changes without reverb..."
"We rented a house in the Icelandic countryside to compose it in isolation, and then we had two weeks to record it in New York: a huge city so full of people and life. This album is definitely fun." The fun is infectious and should carry the quartet's music into the mainstream at last. There's one song in English, but the rest are in Icelandic. They like the fact that most of the world doesn't understand the language. Birgisson uses his voice as an instrument, striving to make sounds that are universal. One song, called Gobbledigook, is all about the tricks the wind plays."
Bernard Zuel at the Sydney Morning Herald writes: "What Sigur Ros have at their best is an emotional wellspring, a genuine sense of an interior journey within the songs, matched by the ability to arouse a similar response in the listener." Sigur Rós also seem to possess this Shamanic power, and all you have to do is listen to their music, to be taken into your Underworld, and be transformed. In this so-called "dark age" of gloom and terrorism and capitalist breakdown, most of it created by the media to keep us living in fear, it is so refreshing to have a band like Sigur Rós. They remind us that contrary to appearances, Good always triumphes over Evil. They remind us that there is an angel inside everyone of us.

Sigur Ros let loose -- on MTV. I never thought it was possible to convey that much emotion through music alone. From the opening seconds of the album, it sounds and feels like a sun or star starting to form in front of you -- and the star starts to send out fluctuating waves of sound which just melt you, instantaneously. From that moment, you are hooked, and the music won't let you go -- or do anything other than give it complete attention, for the full hour and 20 minutes or whatever it is until the end of the CD. I couldn't even get out of my seat, because I was floored by the power and intensity of the songs which followed.

If you are familiar with the work of Sigur Ros, you will recognise the many tendencies at work on med sud i eyrum vid spilum endalaust. If you are versed in the flamboyant post punk craziness of the Reykjavik music scene, you will hear again and again echoes of the Reykjavik sound, on this album. This is very much a Reykjavik album, not that there are many foreigners versed enough and sensitive enough, to appreciate it. Hang out for a while on the Bad Taste website, or even better yet do the runtur in Reykjavik on a milky summer's night, and you will understand.

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Reykjavik and the Midnight Sun LIKE THEIR COUNTRYFELLOWS BJORK AND THE BAND MÚM, SIGUR RÓS HAVE A KNACK OF CONSTRUCTING EPIC MASTERPIECES OUT OF THE MINIATURE OF EVERYDAY LIFE. Their seminal track Ágætis Byrjun for example, from the album of the same name, brims with a cauldron of lethal emotions, and overflows with bigger-than-life sensualities. Sensei's Skilin Eftir. Or check out this gorgeous song by Rainboygirl (Zachary.) For the modern Icelandic freeway pop song, here it is: Sober and Cleen by Better Way. For the epic mundanity of daily life chill out tune with soaring angelic vocals and jangling guitars and synthes and accordiums, pounding drums and reverb (but it is not Sigur Ros), hit up this My Space video. For North Atlantic B52s style chirupping atop perky 60s organ, click here. In Sigur Rós's latest single and in the accompanying video, which can be viewed here, the band again blend epic musical delivery with a very simple, down-to-earth story. It features all the Icelandic cliches -- steaming vents and lava fields (shown directly in the video, hinted at on the soundtrack via the storming, cavernous wall of guitar noises, and the musical volcano eruption at the climax of the song), elflike youth, flocks of bleating sheep -- and surging all behind and through it is an incredibly Epic feel, a real Epic feel, the kind of feel you would find in an old Viking Saga or a Homer poem. Lead singer Jónsi Birgisson's strange, sometimes ghostly, sometimes soaring angelic falsetto completes the effect -- and you couldn't get a more Epic feel. As the video opens, it is like the End of the World is Come: the sun has disappeared (but maybe it is just winter in the land of the Midnight Sun.) A group of kids set out on a mission to find it. They meet up with some other kids on the way, traversing the breathtaking and alien Icelandic landscape, before they finally find the sun setting over what appears to be the black beach of Vík in south Iceland (although I could be wrong.) Suddenly the guitars kick into heavy mode, and at the crashing beat of a drum, the kids starts starting charging up a high cliff which overlooks the sunlit black beach. As Jónsi's vocals return in a haunting, angelic hymn of spiritual enlightenment, the kids dive off the cliff -- to find themselves not falling to their grisly deaths but rather flying, angelic, into the sunfilled sky. There is an angel inside everyone of us, that seems to be Sigur Rós's most important message. That has been the theme of many of their songs, if you look closely enough. That's why they make such epic songs out of mundane situations as people having dates in cafes. net today.

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LISTENING TO TAKK..., YOU MIGHT FIND YOURSELF WONDERING: WHAT PLANET DOES THIS MUSIC COME FROM? The truth is that Iceland itself, if you ever get the chance to visit there, is an alien and otherworldly place. Going to Iceland is the next best thing to going to another planet. It is like a gateway between the Earth and the other worlds. If Sigur Rós have an alien vibe, it is only because they have grown up in and inhabit one of the more surreal pieces of the world. It comes out not only in Jónsi's voice, but in every aspect of their music.

But there is more to it than that... as David Zeitlin has pointed out in one his reviews: "Jónsi's singing belongs to a long Scandinavian tradition of priest-ridden choirboys that includes King Diamond - the former, angelic; the latter, satanic."

That is before the last third of the song kicks in with an almightly repeated crashing which build from nothing into a furious intensity before dissapating into nothing again. It is reminiscent of the most beautiful soundscape, imagine Múm throwing a hissy fit or M83 duetting with Clannad and you may get there mentally. Glósóli is taken from the new Sigur Rós album Takk..., due out on September 12 2005. "

Takk... is a classic, incredible album, and it also very reminiscent of some of the Múm albums I have reviewed on this site. Just like on a Múm album, each song appeals to the child/angel in each of us, and brings out the child angel in us. As one reviewer on the Amazon site remarked: "The lyrics are small adventures, maybe like children's stories or something. I think the songs are quite simple and naive and they have a central character to them. "

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IN A CYNICAL BUT NONETHELESS INTERESTING REVIEW, JOHN DORAN WROTE ON THE PLAYLOUDER WEBSITE: "It's like the boys have suddenly hit on the exact musical formula to make you feel slightly placid (For those interested, it's this: glacial synth warble + major chord arpeggio played on xylophone + shimmering but exactly the same guitar line + enough sugary and synthetic sounds on top to induce hyper glycaemia = a drowsy yet unsatisfied feeling.) They just evaporate into nothing like a brief smell of cheap perfume on a blowy day."

I agree, there is something very whimsical about the music of this album, and it is very hard to remember its melodies and whistle its component tunes when you are in the shower or walking down the street, regardless of how many times you have listened to them. Just like smoke, these melodies drift away into the aether. But is this a negative thing -- wouldn't Fairy Music be exactly like this: intoxicatingly beautiful, impossible to recall? Or perhaps this a new kind of music which breaks away from the verse/chorus/verse simplicity of the past, and attempts something different. Scandinavian bands like Mew in Denmark are famous for breaking with the classic Rock format and mixing hard and soft, fast and slow elements within the same song. It just makes it more original and exciting.

Before I continue this review, a brief breakdown of Með Suð í Eryum Við Spilum Endalaust track by track, courtesy of that amazing Reykjavík newspaper, Grapevine, and some other sources, and my own observations:

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Með Suð í Eryum Við Spilum Endalaust

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Gobbledigook I have heard it said that the band wrote this song after watching the Eurovision Song Contest on TV. Listen to the demented La! la! la! la! la! la! la! la! la!'s which form the backing vocals in this song, and you realize this is a send up, a piss take of all the airhead wailers and la! la! la!ers of the pop industry. Gobbledigook is a Cubist pop song, the kind of pop song Picasso would have made if he were a musician... all the traditional aspects of the song (percussion, bass, vocals) deconstructed, then reconstructed in a mosiac, with no time signature -- the inside showing through the outside, and the outside in. The song opens with what I am sure is a faux hip hop guy shouting "What's up?"/techno aerobics chick responding "Are you ready?", kind of reminiscent of Mum's "I'm/9". Gobbledigook was performed rather raucuously at the recent Náttúra Concert in Laugardalur, Reykjavik, with Björk banging on the drums like a woman possessed, in the park I know so well, down near the youth hostel .
Inní Mér Syngur Vitleysingur Does this song open with a sample of some Cuban brass?.
Minimal elevations of AST and ALT often occur.
AST level greater than 500 U per L The AST elevation is unlikely to result from alcohol intake alone.
In a heavy drinker, consider acetaminophen toxicity.
Gó an daginn Condition can simulate acute hepatitis.
AST and ALT become elevated immediately, but elevation of AP and GGT is delayed.
Isolated elevation of GGT level This situation may be induced by alcohol and aromatic medications, usually with no actual liver disease.
Isolated elevation of AP level (asymptomatic patient with normal GGT level) Consider bone growth or injury, or primary biliary cirrhosis.
AP level rises in late pregnancy.
Illgressi Sigur Ros have always had a flair for the medieval. Bium Bium Bambalo sounds like a slaveship being driven across a Viking sea. Darnafregnir og Jatherfarir evokes a mythical world of the Sagas, while Illgressi could well be a lovesong from the Middle Ages.

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Low albumin level Low albumin is most often caused by acute or chronic inflammation, urinary loss, severe malnutrition or liver disease; it is sometimes caused by gastrointestinal loss (e.g., colitis or some uncommon small bowel disease).
Normal values are lower in pregnancy.
Blood ammonia level Blood ammonia values are not necessarily elevated in patients with hepatic encephalopathy.
Determination of blood ammonia levels is most useful in patients with altered mental status of new onset or unknown origin.

ALT=alanine aminotransferase; AST=aspartate aminotransferase; AP=alkaline phosphatase; GGT=gamma-glutamyltransferase.
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Building straight off of Með Blóðnasir, the glockenspiel is isolated, playing a repeated melody that moves up in fifths all while bouncing in 16th notes. A slow vocal line comes over and is followed by a bass, percussion and strings all playing more drawn out chords. At this stage the song starts to sound very mid-1990s Bjork, as beautiful as a lullaby. Near the five-minute mark, multiple tonal instruments balance against each other, with on odd bowed instrument over the back, and light, layered vocal parts layered in, slowly joined by layered trumpets. At 6:30, incredibly curiously, we are full-fledged into a night-time polka. That's right, a freaking polka! This is cool -- only Sigur Rós could get away with putting a polka on a Rock album. Is there anything this band can't do?
Another opinion, from Launch: "Emphatically drawn-out at nine minutes, Sé Lest is like a vapour trail shooting across the sky from a flying glockenspiel, concluding with a marching band inadvertently trooping past the band's recording studio." And that polka band do literally troop past you as you listen, from your right to left headphones.
6+++ Illgresi (Weeds).
This is one of the best songs of the album... a timeless, almost medieval piece of pastoral awe. Curiously, the song could possibly work in a nightclub -- hear the Them Jeans remix here.
Reviewer Andy Kellman has written: "A strange thing happens before the two-minute mark in Sæglópur. All the twinkling and cooing erupts, at what might seem like eight minutes earlier than normal, into a cathartic blast of tautly constructed group noise — or, as those who prefer songs and motion over moods and atmospheres might say, "The good part comes." Sæglópur is emblematic of Sigur Rós's fourth album, released nearly three years (!) after (). Nothing resembles a drone, and no part of it could be described as funereal.
7+++ Mílanó (Milan).
According to one reviewer, "Mílanó to me is where the climax of the Takk... album kicks off. First it starts with a bit of piano, again, and soon between songs, the sound all rises and blows you away twice. You'll be worrying about the eardrums of your headphones."
8+++ Gong (Gong).
In my own opinion, this is one kick-ass track -- a new direction for the band, a climax upon a climax, and another highlight of an album so crammed full of highlights.
9+++ Andvari (Waft / Zephir).
Other reviewers haven't noted it, but I swear this is another version of the same song which is featured 11 times on the () album. This is the 12th version of the song if I am correct, and I in my opinion it is the best. It is also the most moving moment of a very moving album. In the middle of the song Jónsi actually sings in English, for the first time I can remember, the simple phrase: "I love you." It brings me to tears everytime I hear it, for there is an honesty in these words, an opening of his heart -- and you feel that he is addressing the declaration at the fans of Sigur Rós, at the listeners. Some other listeners, however, have claimed this song is a declaration of love to Jónsi's new gay boyfriend. As gay love songs go, this has to be one of the best, and the most moving and powerful.
10+++ Svo Hljótt (So Quiet).
The rock bible NME said of this song: "Choice cut Svo Hljótt sounds like the bit in Lord Of The Rings when Gandalf dies reinterpreted by operatic mythical winged beasts."
Meanwhile, from Grapevine: "As indicated by the title, this opens even more stripped down than earlier, but breaks into a bigger song around the five-minute mark, with busy drums over soaring vocals, then the break down to a soft chord, as we hear in the early tracks on the album."
11+++ Heysátan (Haycock or Hay Stack).
Again from Grapevine: "A refrain of key notes of one chord, we hear horns, plucked guitar and keyboards all combining for airy but understated effect. Jónsi is most clear in the vocals here, sounding, dare we say it, like an Icelandic Billy Corgan. A closing track, that sounds honest, though, again, with enough effects on the vocals that we can't quite make out the words other than "I've hayed too much!" in Icelandic.

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OTHER REVIEWERS HAVE HAD THIS TO SAY ABOUT TAKK...:
I forgot who wrote this, but this is a good comment: "As you could see I had trouble desccribing the album as separate pieces, because Sigur Rós's music is only designed to be taken as a whole. As a masterpiece. Personally, I wish I can just say the music needs to be in your ears to hear the sound of life, grace, and unity, and the fact that the album reaches Ágætis Byrjun heights, especially on Principle alone, and throw in the mix a bit of Ba Ba Ti Ki Di Do in the mix, but I wouldn't be helping. Basically their albums are all on the same tone: Beauty, happiness, a bit of darknesss lurking in a corner, etc. All I know is that Sigur Rós's music is music with life and as much heart as any other record. This one, like (), just has a bit of structure and much more to tell you about the realms you think you have been through."

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Writing for The Guardian, Ben Thompson wrote: "In a bold break with the self-conscious blankness of 2002's (), these 11 songs actually have titles and lyrics. More important than that, they eschew the stately meander that has been Sigur Rós's stock-in-trade for a bold commitment to the big pop chorus.
"In the past, this group have sometimes exhibited an almost paranoid determination not to make demands on their listeners, but with this record they have started to make demands on themselves. Not in the way the final track on their last, stop-gap release (three songs for avant-garde choreographer Merce Cunningham to get people dancing to) suggested they might -- by hiding Stanley knives in the frosted candy floss -- but by tightening their happy-clappy focus so the euphoria generated by their music seems to relate directly to the world people actually live in, rather than some elvish fantasy realm."
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From another person whose name I forgot, but this is a good call: there is one thing I havve learned is to never judge a book by it's title. (I would say cover, but the album is like the cover: looks bland and sounds simple, but has as much beauty in the cover, as well as meaning, if you were to look closer.) The album Takk... is kind of a storybook, but will take moments to understand in principle alone. One other detail is they kept the usage of the sounds from the other albums ("yo sa lo", "tyoooo...", etc.) But for you, I'll try to describe the adventure. And on this album, Sigur Rós give their all to create a historic album."
Mr P from Tiny Mix Tapes.com had a point to make: "I do think, however, that Sigur Rós' sound after this album will start shifting toward a new direction, especially because the string quartet they play with, Anima, are heading off on their own musical career. Consequently, Sigur Rós will have the choice of trying to replace them or trying to work without them. In either case, despite our meticulous gripes, I think Takk makes for an ultimately satisfying end to their work with Anima (their importance is shown in Andvari and Sé Lest), and I can only imagine that these songs will sound much better in a live setting."

Bryan Chenault agrees: "At at its most dreary, it can be said that Sigur Ros’s music sounds like sad, sleepy alien music—weepy ballads from another planet—say, Coldplay from Mars. But at its most uplifting, Sigur Ros’s music washes over you as if sung by an otherworldly angel fronting the house band of Heaven just inside the pearly gates. Until now I've always wavered back and forth between to two schools of thought. They've always been well received by critics and have earned a hefty cult following, but I've never been totally won over by their simple and delicate Icelandic songs despite owning two of their three albums to date. For me, they've always just been Sunday morning music, either winding down in the early a.m. after a night out or easing into the day in the late a.m. As they continued through their extended set, and as the audience was showered with images of shooting stars and distant galaxies on the big screen behind them, it became abundantly clear that if extra terrestrials/UFOs ever do arrive on Earth, we have no choice but to send Sigur Ros as the performer at their welcoming. Having dazzled us with the more upbeat songs in the their canon out of the gates (or out of the curtain, to be more specific), the last portion of the show took a slight dip toward the droning realm of funeral music (I half expected at one point for them a montage of Nate Fisher’s life and the credits of “Six Feet UnderEto scroll across the screen), but by then the crowd had already surrendered to the marvelous mood and mind-altering experience.

 


 

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So the Arctic is melting. Not that I had to go to the ice cap to find this out; the new Sigur Rós album gave me an inkling. We may never know whether the album helped cause the thaw, or the thaw helped cause the album, but whatever happened, musically there can be no mistake: the sun suddenly blazes from Iceland. Before we all get our kit off, let me explain: my relationship with Scandinavia, and more lately Iceland, goes back some time. I like Nordic places; they have something I'd like to have, apart from space. I suppose it's a kind of stubborn clarity. But, apart from the vibe that was hijacked to sell ice-mint and pine, stubborn clarity isn't native to our culture. For we in smutty places, it can evoke a kind of starkness. And depending how far up the Northern Line you are, Nordic cultural products can even seem clinical or downright strange - not helped admittedly by languages that know nipples as 'breast warts'. I say it comes from their environment. Irrevocable grandeur and space has left them reluctant to complicate the simple, or limit the free. There's no need to decorate. And those qualities, along with the landscape itself, are in the blood of Norse artists and musicians. Listen to Scandinavian music, from the earliest Nordic chants through Sibelius and Rautavaara to the current day, and you quickly find that many of its pieces are faithfully rendered landscapes; like helicopter tours up the fjords, low sweeps over the type of crystal terrain where a water-drop falling is a resonant musical event. Sigur Rós have toured the odd ice cathedral in their 14 years of life as a band, handsomely so - but with this type of music, however breathtaking, it can be hard not to feel that you're touring the vastness alone, sometimes in winter. Icelanders cry out their position with high originality. This often makes theirs a music that has its time and place to be heard, and can be less easily shared. And after landscapes, contemporary Nordic alternatives often draw more from the free than the simple; to evoke extreme drunkenness on rotten whale fat, or creatures that shriek in contact with ice. Over time, those of us interested in highly original music have come to expect these landscapes and breast warts and shrieks from the frozen north. Then, like a zephyr breeze, along comes Sigur Rós's fifth album, Med sud I eyrum vid spilum endalaust ('With a Buzz in Our Ears We Play Endlessly'). This is Nordic music thawed and played next to your naked skin. Timeless songs of passion and reflection; but reflection without melancholy or loneliness. Some of it is still vast music, but the flavour is affecting and joyous, with certain numbers bordering lullabies for their intimacy and heat. The album is a warm journey, more than most a collection to be heard from start to finish - a travelling work that lifts you up towards track seven, an epic production called 'Ara bátur' (Row Boat), the biggest undertaking of the band's career. There, all at once, 90 souls, including the London Sinfonietta and London Oratory Boys' Choir, blast our spirits through sunlight to a place far above the frosty minimalism we've come to expect from the north. This track alone will lay waste the polar cap.

"The album was written, performed and mixed entirely this year, produced as a series of live sessions with all the smells and squeaks left in, and finished barely a month ago. (and I watched it all happen live, in little chunks on Thursdays and Fridays, in that shabby and smelly little room.) Real spontaneity and virtuosity are captured in the acoustics, arrangements, and the playing order as a result. Med sud I eyrum ... is a beautiful collection that blows Sigur Rós beyond the place they come from, geographically and musically. And Ryan McGinley's cover photo, of naked youths running across a country highway in summer, perfectly evokes the album's spirit.

"Ah, Iceland: get it while it's hot. Sigur Ros sing in English for the first time The Icelandic band release their first English-language song, All Alright, on forthcoming fifth album Wednesday May 28, 2008 guardian.co.uk At last we can put away our Icelandic dictionaries. Sigur Rós will this June release their fifth studio LP - and for the first time it will feature singing in English. Though most of the album will still be sung in Icelandic - the first track is tellingly called Gobbledigook - the final song is in the Queen's English, albeit, presumably, yowled, stretched, and turned into a magical fairy psalm. The album will be called Med sud i eyrum vid spilum endalaust. Just in case you've already thrown out those dictionaries, Sigur Rós translate the title as "with a buzz in our ears we play endlessly". Which is what Sigur Rós sceptics have been complaining about for years. Article continues -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The album was recorded not just in Sigur Rós' Álafoss studio, but also abroad - in London, New York, and the very un-Icelandic Havana, Cuba. String quartet Amiina loaned their talents, as did a five-piece brass section. But it's on a song called Ára Bátur that the band had the most help. The track was recorded in a single live take, with the participation of the London Sinfonietta and the London Oratory Boys' Choir - with more than 90 musicians joined in creating a rapturous racket. The band's Jon Thor Birgisson has traditionally sung in either Icelandic or a made-up gibberish language called Hopelandic. This means that for most of us, the band's lyrics have been incomprehensible - high, beautiful glossolalia over bowed guitars and thundering drums. We've had the luxury of imagining these lyrics as the most insightful poetry we've ever had the pleasure to not understand. But all that will end in June, when we hear All Alright, the LP's closing, English-language song. Its title does not exactly inspire confidence, it being more evocative of a Coldplay B-side than of a lost Rilke sonnet. Med sud i eyrum vid spilum endalaust will be released on June 23 by EMI. Pre-orders begin on June 2, including a deluxe edition with book and making-of film. Tracklist: 2 3 4 Vi spilum endalaust 5 Festival 6 Me su í eyrum 7 Ára bátur 8 Illgresi 9 Fljótavík 10 Straumnes 11 All Alright opener "gobbledigook" sets the tone for með suð í eyrumc with its shifting acoustic guitars, playful vocals, time signature swings and swirling percussion, while "inní mér syngur vitleysingur" ("within me a lunatic sings") sparkles as one of the most anthemic songs sigur rós have ever written. "festival" is epic in its elation and scope, "illgresi" features one of jonsi"s finest vocal melodies over a lone acoustic guitar, and "ára bátur" is the largest musical undertaking in the band's career, as it was recorded live in one take with the london sinfonietta and london oratory boy"s choir, a total of 90 people playing at the same time. the band also utilised the talents of their string-quartet friends amiina, as well as a five-piece brass section on certain tracks.