Sigur Ros
As incongruous sights go, it was up there with seeing Kasabian doing Swan Lake. In 2000, when the relatively unknown Sigur Rós played All Tomorrow’s Parties, I saw the four unearthly Icelandic pixies gaze through the dilapidated doorway of...
Sigur Ros
Nearly nine years on from their breakthrough ‘Agætis Byrjun’ the band who re-imagined glacial rock are back. But do we still care? With a whole new generation re-fashioning post-rock’s dreamscapes into something bolder, SR’s take on it...
Sigur Ros
There is no argument. Sigur Rós make the greatest atmospheric music ever. So we at NME are all excited to see them return with this single released ahead of their film Heima. They’re more of a pop band these days and this new release is more of...
Sigur Ros : Takk
They play fewer gigs than Jesus throws "coming home" parties, their last record had no song titles and Jónsi Birgisson could walk around with "I’m the singer in Sigur Rós" stencilled on his forehead and still you’d have no idea who he was or...
Sigur Ros : London Hammersmith Apollo
Sometimes it's the tiny things that count. The Flaming Lips don't really need to throw those giant balloons into the audience but, hey, it's instant joy for very little effort. All Sigur Rós do tonight is set up three glitter balls to spin...
Sigur Ros : ( )
They sing, when they can be bothered, in an invented language called 'Hopelandish'. They perform at capital-A art events with names like Odin's Magic Raven. And now their third album is adorned with just a pair of empty brackets and no track...
Sigur Ros: London Shepherd's Bush Empire
So this is really what the dark side of the moon sounds like. Four fragile, waif-like creatures stroll out from the wings. The Empire, hushed to a near-silence anyway by the soothing purple lights and the distant hum of whale music that serves...
Edinburgh Liquid Rooms
"Shhhh!" The tumbler's floorward trajectory climaxes in a palpable, dispiriting 'boing'. Brows crease, tongues clack and the offender - a hapless young soul in a Manics T-shirt - is glowered at like a Bible-defacing altar boy. But then, really,...
Dublin Temple Bar Music Centre
Roll up, roll up, come see the strange elphin-boy who sings without moving his lips. In fact, so ethereal and resonant is singer Jonsi 's voice, he makes Liz Fraser sound like Joan Jett . He doesn't speak and he rarely cracks a smile, and...
Agaetis Byrjun
Just as speed garage disciples make pilgrimages to Aiya Napa to sample their particular preferred sonic tipple, then perhaps space-rock aficionadoes might be pointed in the direction of Iceland. For, despite the nebulous, challenging, resolutely...
