I’m currently listening to a collection of Sigur Rós on Grooveshark (which is incidentally the best music streaming site in existence). For those who haven’t heard them yet, this is what they sound like.
You’re walking through the frozen plains of Scandinavia. The trees have no leaves and there’s a coating of clear transparent ice on them. You’re scared but stumble on. Just when you’re losing sanity, Skwisgaar Skwigelf steps out from a clearing with a pack of grey wolves, strumming a Fender Stratocaster and tells you that he’ll take care of everything. THAT is what Sigur Rós feels like.
All those of you who have no idea who Skwisgaar Skwigelf is, please feel ashamed of your very existence and watch Metalocalypse on Adult Swim. You’ll be better people because of it.
