![]() There is also the album’s highlight Fjara. One is the ominous Sjúki Skugginn with its long, drawn out chords and harmonium (or accordion) in the background combining with the strained vocals to create something really harrowing and its following track Æra, with its borderline Muse-esque piano part jingling along its merry way as the rest of the band storm past. There are also some that are a mix of the bands previous work and their newer, far spacier element. ![]() There are still thunderous songs that the band do so well scattered about, much like the soaring 11-minute opener Ljós í Stormi that eventually bolts from the starting blocks after a long wind up of an intro, the massive and infectious Þín Orð and the unabashedly grand title track with its heavenly choirs the lift it to even greater heights. But make no mistake, what little black metal in the band, if there was any in there to start with, has been disposed of with a lot more ambient experimentation and heavy doses of post-rock influence seeping through. The self proclaimed cowboy vikings ride again after 2009's monumental Köld with Svartir Sandar, which manages to maintain that groovy, trippy, otherworldly sense of its predecessor. ![]() Very few bands these days can be adequately described as "epic" without the word ringing completely hollow and the bastions of good taste retching into the nearest void that serves as a gateway to realms containing vikings and pirates sailing on seas of Jager while duelling each other with plastic swords.
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