Sunday evening music

I had the quaint, dreamy pleasure of seeing this Icelandic song bird sing last year. An old threatre, Soley and a small audience, there enjoying her dulcet vocals. Her English was so-so but when she started to sing... the transformation was mesmeric. Beautiful.

Her voice is like tiny rain drops dancing outside your window. 

Special. 


Demola, TCC 

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