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Day 171: Sigur Rós – Agætis byrjun

18 Aug


Please, don’t ask me how to pronounce either of those.

As a matter of fact, I’d have trouble pronouncing almost every song that I’ve just listened to.  I guess there’s a vowel shortage in Iceland, the country that Sigur Rós calls home.  Flugufrelsarinn?  Anyone want to give that a shot?  What about Svefn-g-englar?  Yeah, that’s what I thought.

Song titles aren’t the only things that I don’t understand on Agætis byrjun, though.  All tracks with lyrics are—guess what—sung in Icelandic!  That means that the quality of the lyrics has absolutely nothing to do with my perception of this record—I’m judging it on the music, and music alone, which definitely works in Agætis byrjun’s favor.  This music is beautiful.  Describing it as dreamy-post-rock-shoegaze just doesn’t do it justice, this really is a record that should be listened to by everybody.  I feel that even haters would have difficulty hating on Agætis byrjun; a bold statement, I’m sure.

I guess if haters had to find something wrong with this record, they could attack its length, and even call it a little repetitive every now and then.  I think Agætis byrjun’s length works in its favor, though.  Yeah, it’s over an hour.  That means you get over an hour of awesome, pure zone-out glory.  And repetition can be a wonderful thing when attacked correctly.  Here, these dreamy soundscapes build and build until they break down into something awesome. As your Swole God, I command you to check this record out.