The Icelandic songs are out, and while there's nothing terribly world-changing among their number, there's an awful lot of nice stuff. Nothing really worth writing to your Nan about, but pretty sweet all the same.
I think though our fave has to be this one - a lilting little summer melody, with farty Icelandic trumpets and the occasional burst of samba jollity. It's just a tad twee, and it's not going to set the world on fire for sure, but it'll be a lovely listen on a holiday balcony somewhere warm in the summer. Possibly not Reykjavik then...
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