If Sigur Ros accidentally stepped into a parallel universe, they probably wouldn’t find themselves staring back at them - they’d probably find Amiina.

It’s true that Iceland’s all-girl, all-bells quartet does bear some similarities to their Icelandic contemporaries, but in very different ways. Whilst Sigur Ros may be an all male prog-rock band, with grandeous sounds, Amiina is quite the opposite - a female bunch with subtle, finely tuned melodies who try to steer clear of anything louder than a couple of decibels.

You can begin to see a pattern emerging from Icelandic music, a type of energetic but soulful percussion that borders on the magical. And whilst Amiina are clearly unusual, they still contain all the hallmarks of a beauty that only appear when you venture past the Arctic Circle.

It’s a slow burning album, nothing leaps out at you but it does get under your skin in a good way. The opening track Sogg can seem an almost sad and depressing affair, but Amiina seem almost skilled in doing an awful lot using very little. The almost distinct lack of instruments on some tracks does leave a lot of empty air, but its filled by a resonating pulse left by the bells, rung at the perfect moment.

Grand, this is not. Many of the tracks burn slowly, progressing eventually into a sober rhythm that could accompany any small child’s idea of a fantasy land. It’s this atmospheric notion that propels Kurr along.

None of these are catchy songs, in fact none of the songs seem to survive when separated from the album; these are tracks that are clearly at their best when listened to in the complete package. The album creates from start to finish is similar to a journey through someone’s dream, wonderful but not without sadness.

Whilst Kurr does indeed manifest itself like a dream, it also leaves an almost unsatisfying conclusion in much the same way. You almost wish may of the songs would build up to something, or that Amiina could simply let themselves go.

Kolapot is one of the few tracks that builds up a satisfying momentum, but too many of the songs leave you intrigued but slightly unfulfilled. Seoul ,one of the more memorable songs but also like many of the others appears only content in maintaining the same pace throughout.

Kurr does leave you with the distinct sensation that you’ve walked through a kingdom in the clouds, leaving everything from the real world behind. The album, like many debuts, showcases only a small glimpse of what Amiina might progress to in the future. Kurr is a quiet, sober tale but its ripe with potential for the sequel to be even better.