I'm a pussy for Sigur Ros. I've had daydreams soundtracked by Sin Fang. And the idea of an electro-ified Jónsi makes my goose pimples have goose pimples.
However this shit came to be, it sounds like the first shower after driving 10 hours cross country. Fucking beautiful. Both enriching AND fortifying. Much like a loaf of Wonder bread and a half ounce of blue goolies.