Sigur Ros!

It was a rainy day, the kind where all the trees droop from the heavy gloominess in the air and the occasional drizzles of snow flakes just added a weird serenity to the dark kind of beauty that sometimes envelopes March. For a change, I did not mind the sudden tricks the sun was playing on the generally improving weather or the fact that I had to travel close to 90 minutes to get to the middle of nowhere to watch the band that has seen me through it all, undoubtedly the one and only in my life- SIGUR ROS!

It was last November that one of the many concert Sigur Ros listservs I am on, said Sigur Ros was coming to town and reading that almost made me pass out with joy. Sigur Ros has meant soo much to me through the years, they have been my companions for any and all kinds of moods, up's and down's, break up's and make up's, churning out papers while pulling all nighters, reading my favorite books, writing, ranting and just musing over life and above everything while simply walking home on all kinds of days because their music to me is a superior state of mind that fits and engulfs everything deep in life, my thoughts and nature.

Opening my mailbox mid-November to find their tickets and feeling them in my hands sent multiple chills down my spine. It was just one of those moments that no one could probably make sense of, as Sigur Ros meant way too much to me.

So yesterday was an evening that is definitely etched in my heart forever and one of the most historic experiences for me, one I will definitely talk about when I am 70.

So Jonsi came on stage, surrounded by a weird ass curtain on all 4 sides, and for one song that curtain was his face, it kept blowing out larger than life images of Jonsi and Georg. Seeing Jonsi's ox-bow being used on his guitar was priceless! 

A couple of songs later came Seaglopur and the crowd went nuts, their lighting, effects and his divine voice transported me to a plane that cannot be described in words. One has to hear it, see it and feel it to know it! Seaglopur gently faded to give way to Sigur 1 (his untitled stuff) with red lights and weirdly peaceful Sigur Ros style videos in the background of drowning people and all sorts of strange creatures floating in and out of our sights and projected imaginations. Just when I thought it was getting magical, he just blew our minds with Hoppipola. Stars were falling, lights were shooting colors and his voice was this soothing ethereal thing that pervaded above all our screams of insanity and I want you to experience that through youtube at the very least-http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2rq_E3Pq61M (this vid is from sunday nights show). My favorite 10 mins of the concert were when he followed that up with my other favorite song Olsen Olsen, one of his oldest. Hearing the flute part of Olsen Olsen being played live was too surreal and pure to a degree that words can simply not justify. 

The whole time I was sitting through the concert thinking to myself how one human being could possibly be that gifted. Jonsi is seriously the most incredibly gifted and talented musician out there, definitely the big Radiohead of my life. He is the unassuming purity that is lacking in so many people that are famous these days.

His voice just went straight to my veins and has been running in my head non-stop for the past 40 hours now and his music will permeate my life always for sure. So here is too loving and living with Sigur Ros for now unto forever.

Signed by a mad fan,

S