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State magazine has unearthed some sublime footage of a recent Sigur Ros gig at the Museum of Modern Art in New York. MoMA is a fantastic space as it is without Sigur Ros showing up to perform, so you can only imagine how special an evening this was. Those lucky, lucky bastards. Seriously, I urge you to get this 46-minute gig down your gullet. They’re even throwing in (what I assume to be) the Icelandic national anthem for good measure (even that sounds awesome). There’s a statue in the middle of the stage…you don’t get many shows like that to the pound, folks.

For the princely sum of about €50, I got to see SR in a venue (The Central Hall, Westminster) which is the size of Tripod, and one that was as ornate as Dublin City Hall to boot. I think I slept about 17 minutes that night, what with the happiness and adrenaline fizzing in my ears. I was grinning like an absolute gobshite throughout the entire gig.

Sigr Ros are not without their detractors: one ex of mine – not this Scooter-loving yoke, I hasten to add – denounced it as ‘bleedin’ whale music’. Then again, he had the gall to describe Billie Holiday as ‘bleedin’ Tom & Jerry music’. Needless to say he’s living back with his parents, the big spa.

I can’t really describe what it is about Sigur Ros that so enchants and enthralls me: I have no idea what Jonsi is even saying half the time, for crying out loud. But those soaring, bracing climaxes that they’re so fond of make my insides want to leap onto the outside. One listen to ‘Festival’, and you forget how to breathe.

Now, if only I could find a boy that could make me feel like Sigur Ros can…calm, content, giddy and, on occasion, heart-stoppingly excited. How wonderful would that be?

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