That band from Iceland

It's time to get unreasonably excited about music again. There's a new Sigur Rós album out May 28th. After the energy of the last one, this album is said to be 'ambient' and 'floaty'. Years, I've waited. Years.
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A brief musical interlude

In the absence of anything particularly mildly interesting to say today, I'll just say this: The Tallest Man on Earth is very good at his job.

Four hundred pages too late

It's a shame to be four hundred pages into a book and only then realise that it's really boring. I have a choice: read the remaining hundred pages or just give up. Yes, sorry, Cloud Atlas is boring. The idea is that one soul is travelling between six different people in six different times. Which means there's six different stories. Occasionally there's a sentence thrown in like 'you know, I feel like I've lived another life five hundred years ago,' but they're unconnected and mostly, yes, boring. There's a good one in the middle about the people of a ruined world speaking in a Riddley Walker-type language. But apart from that, I wish I was interested.

Am I wrong? Everyone who's quoted on the back of the book seems to like it. And it's going to be made into a film. I'm just annoyed because I read all those words expecting something good to come of it. I could have been doing something else, you know.