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Compared to previous EPs like Svefn-G-Englar and Ný Batterí, Sæglopur’s b-sides are of a much subtler, more delicate bent.

The movie is so over-the-top, so full of itself, that it’s really hard to be offended by its more backwards views and scenes.

Like the best “message” films, Water does not preach or cram its agenda down one’s throat.

There’s something infectious, toe-tapping, and even joyous about the album as a whole.

There are moments where the band transcends any potential limitations of said genre, and prove such knee-jerk reactions wrong.

These songs are fragile, tender, ephemeral things… and they are best experienced and celebrated as such.