At Entertainment Weekly, we’re sent music-industry business cards as often as we send out for lunch. But never before from Iceland, and never before from a dance-music artist with a name like Indian Princess Leoncie, whose album (released by a Czech label) is called Story From Brooklyn. (Is this what they mean by world beat?) And who has a song called ”Madonna Is Dead (That Is a Question)” with lyrics like ”You were always mad/Out of your head/Silly things you said/So it’s good you’re dead.” And from someone whose accompanying letter reads, ”In Iceland, I seem to have shocked everyone by my nude dancing. There is no end to the gossip…If you’re ever in Iceland, give me a call and I’ll invite you to dinner at my place.” Is nude dancing included with the meal?