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Sigur Rós make their instruments cry — arranged just so, coming to life, soaring, peaking and then weeping. It's magnificent and heartbreaking. They pull you away from life and, at the same time, manage to make life look more meaningful. With strings, horns, piano and operatic cries, they show you the world as you like to see it. (Sorry to cop, but Radiohead said it best.)

You can't listen to Sigur Rós without slipping away from reality. Listen to their new album, Takk... in public; the hustle and bustle of downtown streets fade into the distance (as if it were all taking place, mechanized and fake, on some TV set) and make you wonder what it's all for. 'Cause right now the real beauty of living is happening between your ears. And, suddenly, you remember what it's all for.

Iceland's Sigur Rós piece together breathtaking orchestrations that sound like they're singing to you from another world, telling you why your world is not so bad, that even in all the miserable monotony, something beautiful perseveres. Their ethereal musical inventions start small, with gentle coos and keyboard tinkering, then build and build until they're cascading high and alive somewhere overhead, inflated by grandiose instrumentation that could tear you to pieces and then pick you up and put you back together. Their hypnotic, emotionally deep compositions rise and fall like a lump in your throat, rearranging your perception, making life feel more full and more fragile.

You can imagine the vocals, at once operatic and childlike, escaping some distant mountain peak where, naturally, echoes follow, while the drummer, closer to the ground, comes down on the kit with such devotion and strength, you'd think his only purpose in this world were to play drums. Teary strings enter, dramatizing the moment, atop repeated bass-line melodies and subdued electronic effects. Brilliantly conceived with the precision of a classical composer and sincerity of a bleeding heart, their intricate musings intertwine as if enlightening one another, as if they would be powerless without one another.

Awash in hazy fuzz and quiet-to-loud production, Takk..., Sigur Rós' follow-up to 2002's critically acclaimed ( ), doesn't find them making any dramatic shifts from the sprawling formula they first built when they started crafting music eight years ago amidst the icy, barren landscape of Reykjavik. But you will find the drums and bass offering a bit more to hold onto as you wander amongst their beautiful and brooding soundscapes.

"Glósóli" begins with delicate marching beats and cascading, alto cries before breaking into a crunching, stomach-turning wall of noise, while the intensely touching "Hoppípolla" stirs with climbing piano keys and mid-range singing that seems to console — though, unless you speak Icelandic (or the improvised, made-up language they call "hopelandic"), you'll never know for sure. The minimalist, quiet-then-loud "Sé Lest" and the peaceful, brooding "Mílanó," clocking in at 8:40 and 10:25 minutes, respectively, are the album's two longest and perhaps most mesmerizing tracks.

Takk... is for feeling — feeling the need to get away and finding the reason to go back.


by Jenny Tatone




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