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Awhile ago I wrote:

"If Mother Nature were to orchestrate music, it would sound like Sigur Ros.

The world full of chaos and blinking lights seems so far from truth when listening to them.

I saw them perform live not too long ago, and it was the closest thing to a damned religious experience I have had in my life thus far.

Music should be our God. And Iceland should be the new Jerusalem."

I am sitting at home on a Friday night watching Heima with a bottle of Riesling.

Nearly perfect.