I can only presume Icelandic children must be taught to compose ethereal soundscapes as part of their national curriculum, for how else can a country with a population roughly the size of Watford produce so much wonderful music? This was far from the best Olafur Arnalds show I've seen, with technical problems galore and echoey sound (at least where I was standing), but it had enough moments of majestic beauty to make the trek to the Far North East (of London) worth it.
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