The lovely ladies of the Sigur Ros string section (and sometime support act) wouldn't seem to be the most obvious musical bedfellows with veteran US country star Lee Hazlewood - particularly as the latter died earlier this year at the age of 78 - but the combination works much better than you might expect.
Hazlewood's gravely baritone kicks off a bizarre fairytale experience, folding neatly into an enchanted forest of strings and electronic minimalism. There's a hint of Lemon Jelly amid the juxtaposition, a gentleness to the music that sits softly beneath the roughness of the vocals.
His last recorded work, this is a fitting end to his career but a great loss to music. A whole album's worth of this would have been more than welcomed - and it's a terrible shame that such a thing will never be forthcoming.
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