Icelandic artist Brynja Rán makes a statement with Seven—a dreamy, brass-soaked, genre-fluid EP that boldly steps beyond the bounds of typical pop. Across four standout tracks, Brynja flexes her artistic muscles with a fearless fusion of sound, shimmering vocals, and a distinct sonic identity that’s entirely her own.
Opening with “None of You”, Brynja sets the tone with a lush and cinematic pop moment. Think a little Björk, a little Garbage, and flashes of Pulp, but with a horn-laced twist that nods sweetly to the ’60s—à la Nancy Sinatra. Her voice floats, soars, and punches through the arrangement at all the right moments, while layers of instrumentation offer new discoveries with every spin.
Next up is “Fool For A Lie,” a track dripping in brass and cheek. The energy is infectious, with hints of Lily Allen’s wit and Corinne Bailey Rae’s breezy soul. It’s undeniably radio-ready, but it doesn’t pander—it celebrates pop with purpose. The groove builds and blooms into something joyous, polished, and effortless.
Then comes the wild card—“Bastard.” Funky, fierce, and deliciously left-of-centre, this track captures Brynja at her most unfiltered. If you love the raw lyricism of Fiona Apple or the emotional theatricality of Tori Amos, this one’s for you. It’s a vibe shift in the best way—unexpected, unapologetic, and full of character.
Closing out the project is “Lullaby,” the official single and a clear standout. There’s a sultry, jazz-tinged undercurrent paired with Sade-esque smoothness, but it’s the Santana-inspired guitar licks that truly elevate it. It’s soulful, chilled, and utterly intoxicating—a final flourish that ties the EP together with a bow.
With Seven, Brynja Rán doesn’t just show range—she builds an entire world. It’s dreamy pop at its most imaginative, packed with emotional texture and a voice that refuses to be boxed in. Each track pulls from different corners of her influence, but the result is uniquely hers—fresh, fearless, and worth every second. We’ll be keeping a close eye on what Brynja does next.
