There they are again, the Icelandic melancholy and after almost poppy "Med Sud I Eyrum Vid spilum Endalust" again completely within himself the CD cover describes "Valtari" probably best. Blurred, indistinct, always near the shore, but never really ashore. Since clicks, crackles and squeaks it toasty as on an old fishing boat, strings shimmer same insect through the air and in between the typical Sigur Ros floats gibberish. Perhaps "Valtari" not quite as accessible as its predecessor, but is often packed to the back, so is suitable also very well this album as a soundtrack for one's own thoughts. Particularly melancholisierend to "Ekki Mukk", which is interwoven with an unexcited Plattenknistern, calmly navigated the senses before it slowly goes down in simple but incredibly catchy piano steps turns. All in all, also places "Valtari" with its lovingly sewn together melody and sound shreds a melancholy blanket over the phone, under which it can be mention wonderful.
