
Heklas music exists singularly. A one-off talent, emerging from no particular scene, ascribing to no particular rules. As a creative tool, the theremin - bizarre, unique, and rarely heard - can be expressive, intuitive and highly adaptable. In Heklas hands, her instrument covers an enormous range, from skittering birdsong of high frequency chirrups and chirps, to grinding, tectonic sub-bass. We are given the throbbing, apocalyptic dread of Muddle and the baroque beauty of traditional Icelandic hymn Heyr Himna Smi∂,,ur in sequential tracks on the albums A-Side. Appropriately, she also writes that the album title - - is similarly multifaceted in her native Icelandic: a river is an and also it means ouch like when you hurt yourself, and also when you put something on top of something you put it (on) something.