It's like jumping off the crest of a waterfall into beautifully cool crystal-clear water.
From track one, 'Gobbledigook', Med Sud I Eyrum Vid Spilum Endalaust is already a grand departure: Sigur Rós used to make cold and wintery sound scapes. Yet the pounding drums of the opening track are pure summer and it runs down your spine like tingling sweat on a hot
summer's day. Even the grandious 'Festival' is unshackled from the band's cold homeland... Aptly named it feels like a walk through a summery field.
This is the sound of a band that made no compromises. One track here even has English lyrics, yet the massive sales figures of Takk showed that a band doesn't need catchy lyrics to break into Tesco so there is no air of catering to a market here... All Sigur Rós had to do was keep playing their hearts out and wait for the world to catch-up.
The brass on 'Inní Mér Syngur Vitleysingur' may have you crying into your pint but with picnics soundtracked by this you are going to have one hell of a summer.