back in 1997, when these orchestral post-rockers invented their own language, we were sold. though singer jónsi birgisson no longer croons only in hopelandic — an elflike icelandic-english hybrid — the band's glacial tunes are as epic as ever. accompanied by a tour dvd, this entrancing double album of live and previously unreleased tracks confirms that the dude is still cryptic, but somehow the songs don't want for translation.
(wired magazine. 15.11)