As you can see, the particular song in question was featured in the movie, Vanilla Sky (not a bad movie by the way), so some of my small number of readers may already be familiar with the song. I encourage you to listen to it, it’s absolutely a frissonic, addictive chord progression with tasty vocals.
I just love the way the song progresses. I hope someone does a trance version one day; maybe there already is a trance version lurking in cyberspace somewhere. As it stands, it is testament to the artistic power of being from Iceland, where there is money to buy sound-producing equipment, and plenty of bad weather to shelter from, spending time on your musical bits and bobs.
As I sit here, in my parents’ house, I have just deleted my previous blog post. I knew, as I was writing it, that I would later delete it in embarrassment. It was extremely self-indulgent, the result of my brain experiencing extreme low levels of serotonin as the hour passed from night time to morning time. I want my blog to resemble professionalism at at least the very basic levels, and there was no place in my blog for such self-pitying, heart-on-sleeve rubbish. So good riddance to my last blog post. Here is a nice music post instead.
Of course, I do not understand Icelandic, so I don’t understand what this song is about in the slightest, but it sounds quite melancholy and passionate. Maybe the singer is singing about something as mundane as a bad romance; maybe it is on a more profound subject, such as the passing of time and the loss of the innocence of youth.
Here is another version of the song, which I also like:
It is quite badly recorded, but the distortion and noise might just actually add something. It somehow seems a little more powerful and head-mashing than the original.
I need the toilet right now, but I will continue to type and listen for a little while yet.
My head and feet are nodding to the beat, that groovy, slow beat, with bass drums distorted into the higher registers; I feel like I’m being hypnotised, but I don’t know what effect the hypnotists are having on me. I could probably listen to this for the rest of my life, it feels like. A nice little hidey-hole, away from the world, away from problems and issues, just listening to the nursery-rhyme-esque melody and trippy funk drums in syrup-slow-mo.
Welcome to a space, the space where you can be alone, the space where you can relax, the space only you understand.
I think the only thing I can do now, is go to the toilet, and then listen to my list of youtube favourite tracks. Tah-tar.