I LIKE MUSIC WHICH REMINDS ME OF PLACES I HAVE BEEN... OR PLACES THAT I WANT TO GO. Listening to Drum & Bass and I am back in London in a council flat, bass-bins throbbing, high hats crackling, the air thick with hashish. Vietnamese love songs transport me to Mui Né on a languid evening, waves crashing on a nearby beach, a radio playing in a fisherman's hut. Vietnamese music always sounds so sad, it must be because they had a tragic history...
I love music's ability to rally our emotions, and take us on a journey. When I got out of my 16 days of detention in Japan, the only one who could really understand what I had been through, was Jónsi Birgisson, the frontman of Icelandic quartet Sigur Rós. It doesn't matter that I have never met him, it is obvious he understood. It doesn't matter that this song has no words, it is the emotion that counts. In fact, their music speaks of the realm beyond language which we inhabited before incarnation, and separation. And it seems to me that even gods are separated, and alienated.
Music reminds us: Remember the One who left.
If I were to compile the top 10 songs of my life then Sigur Ros would contribute a couple of songs, obviously () 4 and also
"Information Center"... DnB.
"Am I Wry? No"... Mew.