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the heart pounds.

sigur ros played at the united palace theater last night, a “wonder theater” that first opened in 1930.   it is straight out of shakespeare: intricately and ornately gilted – every corner, every nook – from floor to ceiling.

it was the perfect setting for sigur ros to soar.

from rolling stone’s review:

“Whenever and wherever they play, Iceland’s Sigur Rós bring with them long, deep tracts of space: the endless-ocean reverb that surrounds Jón Pór Birgisson’s groaning, bowed guitar; the dramatic waiting in theopening measures of songs like “Svefn-G-Englar” andf “Ny Batteri” from the band’s 1999 album, Ágaetis Byrjun; the extended afterglow of Birgisson’s falsetto vocals…”

pure notes. ragged beats. hard edges.  a blend of lights and imagery, they are immersed in the flow of the music.  it is hauntingly beautiful, mesmerizing, raw and daring.

hjartað hamast.   the heart pounds.

ps – this is what the end of the show would have been like if you were there and had better seats ;-j