Mumbling About Sigur Ros

I'm not too tough to admit that when Wes Anderson deployed Sigur Ros' "Staralfur" at the end of The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou, my eyes got a little sweaty. Ok, so they got a lot sweaty. There's no denying their ability to stir the soul with a giant spoon made of starlight. Their new record Með suð í eyrum við spilum endalaust (With a Buzz in Our Ears, We Play Endlessly) was released essentially as a gift. The amazing first single was a free download, the entire album was eventually streamed for free. But the gift part doesn't necessarily have to do with money. One listen to the entirety of "Festival" and you'd gladly pay most anything to be able to hold it in your arms.

Qualms:
1. "Gobbledigook" is so good and there is nothing else on the record like it.
2. Unless a song is transcendently beautiful, there is a ceiling with how "into it I get, because I can't connect with any lyrical content because it's nearly all in Icelandic or Hopelandic (intentional gibberish).

Verdict:
One "Gobbledigook" is better then none, and there is a sufficient amount of transcendence present here. It may not be a home run, but a stand-up triple is nothing to complain about.

Listen:
Festival
Gobbledigook (good enough to be reposted ad infinitum)
[from Með suð í eyrum við spilum endalaust|buy]