Graham Reid | | <1 min read
More mysterious loveliness on a double-disc which, in the release schedule of most bands, might have seemed like a stop-gap measure: previously unreleased tracks and rarities, and stripped-back versions of other material.
If Eric Clapton or the Arctic Monkeys had done this you'd be yawning.
But Sigur Ros from Iceland create such eerie sonic landscapes -- some stretching to an 10 engrossing minutes -- that this has the feel of yet another beguiling chapter in a story you hope will never end.
Sigur Ros have, quite literally, created their own language (Hopelandic they call it) and make the music -- which owes very little to rock, even post-rock -- to match it. Enchanting.
And if it didn't appear in too many other lists of "best albums" it is because I believe too many other writers gave a cursory listen or looke dat the cover and took it to be that stop-gap thing.
Good Lord, a hiatus should always be this good.
By the way, the doco-DVD Heima which is the companion to this double disc is a gem.
Best music DVD of the year? Very likely.