
I came to the music of Icelandic folk chanteuse Ólöf Arnalds on a soft-drizzle morning as if drawn in by a strange mysterious impulse, consumed by a desire to be lulled into dalliance with something unfamiliar and piercingly beautiful. And the brittle “Crazy Car”, one of the three songs Ólöf sings in English on her sparsely elegant second album Innundir Skinni , seems to fit the bill perfectly. The soft and haunting textures of this duet with compatriot Ragnar Kjartansson gently coax crumbs of meaning interpreted or reinvented out of everyday experiences – Ólöf herself has remarked [...]