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Sìgur
Rós – Agætis Byrjun
[1] Intro
[2] Svefn-g-englar
[3] Staralfur
[4] Flugufrelsarinn
[5] Ny Batteri
[6] Hjartao
Hamast (Bamm Bamm Bamm)
[7] Viorar
Vel Til Loftarasa
[8] Olsen
Olsen
[9] Agaetis
Byrjun
[10] Avalon
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"Tad
besta sem Gud hefur skapad"
Jónsi,
the singer of Sìgur Rós says this in one of the
songs on this album. And I ‘m quite sure that most of you
who heard it didn’t understand what it meant. Well thankfully
I know some Icelandic and I’ll be the translator for you.
“Tad besta sem Gud hefur skapad er nyr dagur” simply
means “the best God has ever created are new days”
The expression “best ever created” isn’t such
a bad description of Sìgur Rós’ music either.
The
music reminds you of your childhood, all the silly little amusing
things you said and did. The songs make you think of a cold winter
day, the snow lying in thick already, but it continues to fall
from the sky as small diamonds that prickle the tip of your tongue.
You are thundering down a hillside faster than the speed of light,
at least as fast as you’ve ever gone before. The sledge
is a spaceship sending you off into eternity. Then you reach the
bottom of the hill (or the end of the track, if you like) and
look back at your mates with a big grin going from one side of
your face to another and you run as if the devil was chasing you
back up the hill (the next track starts).
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Sìgur
Rós is one of the few bands that will make you grin like
a fool without knowing why. It’s infantile naivety takes you
back to the days where everything was so much easier. Every day
saw you living out your dream, the world at your feet for you too
explore. But now you are growing up. Life is getting harder and
more confusing. And very little seems as exciting as it did when
you could run in circles for hours without getting tired, when a
trip into the forest was a trip into the unknown. Back then there
were always new sounds to hear, new things to see, new feelings
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What I’m
trying to explain here is the feeling that Sìgur Rós so
effortlessly manage to create. Jónsi’s odd voice, which
sounds like a bizarre mix between a little (newborn angel) child and
an alien, makes this a listen you won’t soon forget. The fact
that you don’t understand half of what he is singing just enhances
the feeling of being a child again. You hear something so utterly wonderful,
something so lovely you want to cry. Which means that you are back where
you started, back with your first thoughts and questions about what
things are and how they work. Feeling a bit confused and a bit startled,
but equally amazed and awed by everything new you observe.
Andreas
Ervik
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