Jumpin' Puddles...

I love autumn.
I love the crisp cool air
the bright (sometimes) blue skies
the crunch of fallen leaves.

I love wearing bright colored scarves and have the wind blow through my hair as I ride my bike at high speeds down sidewalks.

Autumn is also the time when my musical tastes change. The chill, acoustic, more alternative tunes of my collection are played more frequently.

Fall is also the time for one of my favorite bands--Sigur Ros.  This could be because the first time I ever listened to Sigur Ros was in the fall. My friend Patrick's older brother introduced me to their untitled album, and was especially keen on me listening to Untitled #8. It's quite grand, and you should definitely check it out here.

A few months later, Patrick showed me this music film done by Sigur Ros called Heima. Basically one summer, the band went home to Iceland and performed a series of intimate shows in out of the place locations--free concerts for the people. The music is beautiful, the filming is beautiful, the scenery is absolutely beautiful. After watching this film, I fell in love in Iceland.

One of my favorite Sigur Ros songs is Hoppipolla, or in English, Jumpin' Puddles. I find that the lyrics are particularly meaningful at this time of year, especially with all the rain we've received as of late.

Happy Weekend!

(English translation after the clip)

smiling

spinning in circles

holding hands

the world is a blur

except when you're standing

dripping wet

completly soaked

no rubberboots

running inside of us

wants to burst out of the shell

wind in

and the smell of your hair

i hit as hard as i can

with my nose

jumping into a puddle

wearing no boots

completely soaked (dripping wet) 

wearing no boots

and i get a nosebleed

but i'll always stand up again

(hopelandic)

and i get a nosebleed

but i'll always stand up again

(hopelandic)