( ) [Sigur Ros]

Today's Album That Is Good But Has A Pain In The Ass Name is ( ) by Sigur Ros. Now I could probably give you some background information on Sigur Ros, but let's just talk about the music.

This album is probably their least accessible and most minimalist, but it's still very interesting. The vocals are sparse and generally incomprehensible to this landlocked overgrown farm boy, but the sparsely populated soundscape (is that even a word?) is glorious for what it is. This music is full of hushed piano, occasional strings, and maybe a drum. Compared to the other Sigur Ros albums, ( ) is not nearly as uplifting; it's the kind of music that would score someone's descent into a coma. Still, I like this album, even if I couldn't ever call it my favorite music. It never seems forced, like so much modern music that has all kinds of ideas about how plastic and constrained love should be. This album is the opposite of emo, something that manages to be genuine and succeeds without having to tell you that it does.

In other news:
Merry Freakin' Christmas.