toska (russian)- vladmir nabokov describes it best: “no single word in english renders all the shades of toska. at its deepest and most painful, it is a sensation of great spiritual anguish, often without any specific cause. at less morbid levels it is a dull ache of the soul, a longing with nothing to long for, a sick pining, a vague restlessness, mental throes, yearning. in particular cases it may be the desire for somebody of something specific, nostalgia, love-sickness. at the lowest level it grades into ennui, boredom.”
i watched danny boyle's new film 127 hours on the weekend and danny is a genius and james franco delivers and 'festival' by sigur rós plays towards the end and it is perfect and those last six minutes of the movie are adrenaline and ecstasy and this song makes it work and it's from one of my favourite sigur rós albums 'með suð í eyrum við spilum endalaust' and the album cover is fucking breathtaking and it was shot by ryan mcginley and he is incredible and you will see his pictures and you will love him too.
