Sin Fang Bous

The Independent was overflowing with face paint, sparkles, and animal hats last Thursday night when the crew of Sindri Már Sigfússon’s Icelandic solo endeavor, Sin Fang Bous, stepped onto the stage. Accompanied by members of Múm to bring his one-man band to life, the music got off to a shaky start as the band worked to blend the multi-layered sound of debut album, Clangour, cohesively.

But the struggle ended quickly as the first pulsing notes of “Sinkership” radiated through the speakers. Translated for the stage and eliminating the pasted vocals, the re-imagined piece was filled with a breezy emptiness – emphasized by the quiet conclusion of Sigfússon’s hushed voice and plucked acoustic guitar.

By the time the band barreled into “Clangour and Flutes”, the crowd was digging it. Rhythmic handclaps rippled through the venue to the kick drum beat, giving the song a primal nakedness before segueing into a rocking version of “Catch the Light.”

With the audience sufficiently hooked, the throbbing guitar slowed as Sigfússon’s voice grew rougher and the music more melancholy. Amidst glimmering piano, whirring notes and the cushion of soft lighting, the set ended with “Lies”, busting out a confident drumbeat at the last moment to the thrill of the bopping crowd.

“Thank you,” breathed Sigfússon into the microphone before modestly applauding the audience, bowing to each section of the room and shuffling off of the stage. The audience stood captivated, craving more. I guess we’ll just have to wait until next time, San Francisco. -Kelsey Bryant

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