Sigur Ros at Roy Wilkins, 4/3/13
|Photos by Erik Hess|
with Oneohtrix Point Never
Roy Wilkins Auditorium, St. Paul
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Midway through Sigur Ros' set at the Roy Wilkins last night, Jonsi Birgisson broke out of his thoughtful repose to address the audience. He hadn't spoken the entire night, but this was important stuff: today was one of the tech crew member's birthdays, a veteran of 14 years with the band. Birgisson and his bandmates broke into singing "Happy Birthday," and the whole rest of the room tried to follow suit -- except that it was in Icelandic, so the accompaniment turned into a giant mumbling mass.
"I was hoping you'd all sing along in Icelandic," Birgisson joked. And then something extraordinary happened: on their very next song, the band made a false start. The perfectly choreographed show came crashing, momentarily, to a halt.
"Shit," Birgisson blurted, sounding slightly embarrassed. Then the bassist, Georg Holm, chimed in with a quip of his own: "I guess 'Happy Birthday' threw us off," he laughed.
Slideshow: Sigur Ros at Roy Wilkins Auditorium
Almost everything else about Sigur Ros' two-hour show last night was immaculately done. The trio brought along a full backing band, including three-piece string and horn sections, so that for most of the set there were as many as 11 musicians on stage at once. Seeing them all there was an impressive sight in and of itself, what with the spread of amplifiers and keyboards, drums and percussion, all surrounded by lofted light bulbs. But the band also brought a comprehensive projection set-up with them as well, blasting colorful, artsy images up at the back of the stage.
In fact, as the night opened, the band were concealed behind a giant, three-sided scrim, which was back lit so that you could just make out the figures of some of the musicians as they played. The scrim stayed down for the first two songs -- just long enough to make one wonder whether it might stay there permanently -- with Birgisson put in the spotlight for the second song, "Ny Batteri." It was, in his own uniquely extravagant way, the singer's grand entrance: a silhouette playing guitar with a bow, head bowed down, and tassles hanging off the sleeves of his shirt.
Part of the problem -- one not to be too unexpected at the Roy, it should be noted -- was that the sound was lacking. At the quieter moments, the mix didn't seem to balance out all the parts quite right, which is vital for such lush arrangements. More problematically, the band didn't really manage to fill the cavernous space of the room. It was still pretty stuff, of course, but the edges were a little harsher than they should've been.