Ingi - The Reykjavik Grapevine

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Ingi

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Published January 12, 2009

The title should have tipped me off. Call it folky, call it country, call it whatever you want, it’s still gonna suck. Maybe I’m just not mature enough or not ‘in touch with my feelings’ enough to recognise the brilliance in this, but it’s just so incredibly unbelievably lame. It’s like someone decided to gut glam rock of all its pomp and irreverence and replaced it with cocksure insolence and very unrealistic faux world-weariness, leaving just the self-absorbed whiny lameness which made everyone sick of glam in the first place. And as for the lyrics, well, when a decision is made to let the lyrics carry the weight of the music, the lyrics should at least be good.
So what does this all amount to? Predictable shallow songwriting that seems to be about proving how many albums Ingi’s listened to, along with presumptuous lyrics that seem to be all about proving how many books Ingi’s read. It’s terrible.


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