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...always more wistful than mournful. “Grow Till Tall,” the album’s longest track, is a meandering, spare number that constantly threatens to build to a crashing, desolate conclusion—in a manner reminiscent of many of Sigur Ros?? best songs—but never actually does so. Instead, it underpins Birgisson’s nostalgic wailing with a couple of whining violins and jittering electronics, ensuring lyrics like “You’ll really want to grow and grow till tall / They all, in the end, will...
...beseeching arm movements that developed into intricate floor work. Throughout the piece, the dancers’ frequent level changes, strategic exhaling sounds, and upward-reaching motions seemed to mimic a bird’s struggle to spread its wings and to escape the agonizing bondage of loneliness. As Sigur Ros??s music intensified and transitioned into a rolling rhythm, the entire cast moved in a series of enclosed turns suggestive of the inevitable continuation of time. The energy in the hall remained suspended for a moment after the final scene, as the dancers leaned backwards in simultaneous peace...
...Von” have little purpose.Those expecting the next seminal Sigur Rós album will have to look past “Hvarf-Heim” and wait patiently. Fortunately, the band has already met their quota for masterpieces this year. Perfectly translating the mystical beauty of Sigur Ros?? music to film, “Heima” is an enthralling documentary unlike any other...
...somewhat more modest nose, he is something of a visionary as well. After four decades of bite-sized, digestible songs of appropriate lengths and recognizable lyrics, there may be something of a crisis brewing in certain music circles. What is there left to do? One response is Sigur Ros?? experiments with wordlessness and nameless orchestrally constructed opuses. Claypool’s approach is possibly even more mischeivous...
...somebody else. Last week, when a workman got drunk, she summoned her limousine to take him safely home. At the noon break, on occasion, she bunches her floor-length royal robe between her thighs, hops on a studio bicycle, goes pedaling off to the fridge for the bottle of ros?? that she stashed there in the morning?and then shares it with her hairdresser or the company's dog trainer...