Skitcky glitchery, noise, clipping as instrument, it's been seeping into production-as-instrument rock for a while lately, and Sigur Ros were arguably ahead of the curve with 2013's Kveikur. A band that'd mostly cloaked itself in perfection summons up acid and fire, nipping at the edges, and suddenly there are stakes -- not on the tail end of a right-paren, but right up front with the disintegration.
The band retreats at times, and there's no escaping the ever-increasing familiarity of Jonsi's vocal shtick, but it's still as truly textured and un-untouchable as the band's ever dared to feel, getting by on intricate, gritted detail more than sweeping mistiness to keep your attention. It's a gamble, a subtle shift that's hard to get your head around, a thrilling listen for anyone not yet completely exhausted 4/5
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