Monday, 13 June 2011

Oh Land.

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What is there not to love about Nanna Øland Fabricius She is refreshingly original, adorable, astonishingly stylish and artistic, and most of all incredibly talented. Her art is both visual feast and auditive indulgence. This ethereal Danish fairy, once a hopeful ballet dancer, suffered a back injury which triggered her retreat to music and allowed us to enter her supernatural land of contrasts, harmony, fragility and orchestral atmosphere with electronic shadows. As for the credits, I strongly feel Bjork's ghostly presence in Oh Land's musical manifest, which favours her future on stage and bears the obvious.



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