Ah post-rock, how I’ve tried to embrace thee. The closest I’ve came to enjoying the genre was staring at the stars while Sigur Rós took to the grounds of Werribee Mansion late last year. Ísjaki sees the now three-piece reel in their tonal triumphs into a more concise form, bounding along with joyous pomp. Apparently the lyrics mark a move away from the made-up Hopelandic dialect into their home tongue. Still, I can’t see myself following along karaoke-style to the lyric video. Special mention goes to what sounds like vintage dial-up modem samples.
Sigur Rós : Ísjaki
