If anyone can think of another trio that make folk-inflected improv using drums, harmonium and the traditional Norwegian Hardanger fiddle, then I want to know about it. On their second album (follow-up to 2008's self-titled debut), 1982 create sparse, acoustic soundworlds that seem to sit somewhere between ambient drone works and atmospheric, downer grooves. At one end of the spectrum, ‘10:38’ is an abstract collage that almost feels like a field recording made while taking a rowing boat out on a foggy fjørd. And at the other, ‘02:18’ carries a subtle hint of dosed jazz-rock, with the Wurlitzer keyboard sounding like a Fender Rhodes and the drums enjoying a loose grumble. But it's the Hardanger fiddle that's the most distinctive voice here, capable of setting up a thick, enveloping drone or singing sweetly with a bird-like trill – and often hinting at a close kinship to traditional Celtic music too. It's a soundtrack to mists and mystery.