I understand Icelandic

Often, when I’m listening to Sigur Ros, I like to imagine that I kind of understand what they’re singing about.

Last night at Madison Square Garden, I was reminded that I really don’t understand a word of Icelandic.

Not a word.

Sigur Ros at MSG

Published by zoe aarsen

i am an illustrator, a cat herder and an all-around troublemaker residing in los angeles. i write and read stories about scary things.

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