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Sigur Rós Takk...
Geffen Records
To many people, they know what they think about Sigur Ros. A bunch of Icelandic weirdos who create albums without titles and pop songs without lyrics. Where’s the rock sensibility? Where’s the tunes?
Track listing:
01 Takk
02 Glosoli
03 Hoppipolla
04 Meo Blodnasir
05 Se Lest
06 Saeglopur
07 Milano
08 Gong
09 Anduari
10 Svo Hljott
11 Heysatan
Well, Sigur Ros don’t need tunes. Not in the traditional sense. Not when they’re making music this stunningly, powerfully, fundamentally gorgeous.
Honestly, when we hear "epic, soaring ballads," names like Coldplay, U2, or god, even Keane spring to mind. But Sigur Ros, as usual, refuse to be satisfied with the mainstream. Instead, they take the traditional guitar ballad and make it something new, powerful and bold. The effect is like realizing it’s Christmas after a drab and endless winter. Sigur Ros make music to be in love with.
Amidst a swath of bells (and is that a clarinet?), unintelligible vocals ring out in falsetto. Piano chords cut a strong, determined path. And then that coda bursts in, like the Arcade Fire swooning over My Bloody Valentine, and you really feel that love, the emotion itself, has been transcribed into song.
You can picture lighters being waved and people slumping over, exhausted with the weight of so much passion expressed in so few words. Sigur Ros are devotees of the sound, they find it anywhere it exists, and they make it their own. And if seven-plus minutes strikes you as a bit long, well, this was never meant to be a three-minute pop song. Sæglópur (Takk...) is so much more than that. If you get it, you get it, and you’re one of the lucky ones.
