Chicago Innerview: Sigur Ros

Sigur Ros laid it down hard at Coachella. It was a slowly moving freight train that gathered speed with each progression until it came to a beautiful crash at the end of the set. Cellos and guitars were thrown. Distortion hung heavy in the air. The hippies and hipsters alike got up from the grass to revel in its masterful decomposition. They lend some insight into the methods behind their madness in this week's Chicago Innerview Magazine.