All Saints November 1, 2007
Posted by Domenico in Music.trackback
Do NOT worry, this won’t turn into the “All Saints” fans BLOG… it’s just today is the Catholic holiday named “All Saints”.
That means just my Viennese UN fellows and the ones around the world will be working while both the Italian and Austrian friends will be going around to have fun.
But we are here and we will talk about Sigur Rós.
This post-rock Icelandic band with its components having names like Jón Þór (Jónsi) Birgisson (guitar and vocals), Georg Hólm (bass) and Ágúst Ævar Gunnarsson (drums) started playing together in Reykjavík on 1994.
Their music is full of minimalist sound, battery, guitars but also trumpet and voices talking an almost invented language.
They released 4 albums, while a fifth one should come out the next 5 Nov 2007, with titles like “Von”, “Takk…”, “()” and the wonderful “Ágætis byrjun” that I played and played so many times in my stereo from which we listen today’s song “Ný batterí” (mean. New batteries):
Hope you’ll like it.
Domenico
Well, I did find the lyrics, but I guess they would not help too much those among us who don’t know Icelandic. Moreover, they are full of special vowels that come out all funny. So, here’s the English translation, another happy song I see. Song is not bad to listen to, though.
Barbwire Stapled In My Mouth That Bleeds Me
Locked In A Cage
Naked Animals Beat Me
And A Savior Knocks
An Untamed Puts In New Batteries
And Charges Once Again [x4]
We Set Off
Into The Unknow
Until We Destroy Everything And Are Dominant
Once Again [x3]
Once Again In The Back Where We Ride
Again The Barbwire
In My Mouth That Rips Up An Old Healed Wound
Have Become A Rusty Soul
The Electricity Is Gone
I Want To Cut
And Slice Myself To Death
But I Don’t Have The Courage
I Rather Turn Myself Off
I’m Alone Again
‘Naked animals beat me’? People from Iceland are weird. Interesting music but the combination of messed up lyrics, dreamy sounds and probing video faces made me feel like I was experiencing some bad trip curled up in the fetal position at the base of a geyser.
Interesting music…. I’ll have to get some to offset the marshmallows.(thanks!!!) The text reminded me of an Icelandic movie I saw a couple of years ago: Noi albinoi (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0351461/). It’s the story of an outcast teenager in a fishing village whose friends and relatives all die. Most in an avalanche. Depressing stuff. But it stays with you.
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