Published August 5, 2011
The first thing you notice about Saktmóðigur’s first album in thirteen years is not the music. It’s the rather fetching layout design. Opening up in the shape of a cross, it shows what can only be described as a bizarre initiation ceremony to some gay S&M bear biker club (Kópavogur chapter). You see it all, cellulite and everything!
The music? Well it’s a bit of a mixed bag. Playing OLD school punk (think: Vice Squad from 1982), it sounds dry, rough and ragged. Some songs do zip by (‘Formingi,’ ‘Kjöt’), but other songs really lack an explosive energy, and occasionally feel like they’re running out of steam towards the end. I was serious worried at some points (‘2007’, ‘Hey þú’) that lead singer Karl was in danger of rupturing a testicle trying to reach the high notes.
‘Guð hann myndi gráta’ is definitely old school fun, but does feel a little too old school.