Friday, May 19, 2006

Sigur Rós Review by Dooce

I found it in my heart, though, to drag my body out for the evening on the off chance that my husband would have a transcendental, life-changing experience, even though now as parents we have those every day when our child takes a nap.

That sentence alone should be enough to persuade you to read Dooce's review of a recent Sigur Rós concert. It's a magnificent attempt to define Sigur Rós' music, which is slippery and amorphous and grand and bewildering. That is, it's indefinable. The review is waiting for you over at

God, I miss concerts.

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