Author: Rex Beckett - The Reykjavik Grapevine

Author: Rex Beckett

If This Barn’s A-Rockin’, Please Do Come A-Knockin’

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The Eyvindartunga country venue keeps creativity alive When Stephanie Langridge left her life as an arts publicist behind in Australia…

Port-Side Celebration

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Gallery Port turns seven Jutting out from the facade on one of the busiest parts of Laugavegur, it’s hard to…

A Basket Full of Music

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The Nordic House’s PIKKNIKK concert series highlights diversity On a lazy Sunday summer afternoon, there are few things as pleasant…

RVK Fringe On Top!

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The RVK Fringe Festival is ready to take over the city When you live on the fringe, anything goes. At…

Sin Fang Premieres “Sweet Bobby” Music Video

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Following the recent release of two lovely sleeper singles, Iceland’s number one indie sad-boy Sin Fang is dropping a brand…

An Exhibition of Healing Songs

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Entering the Halls of JFDR’s Museum It’s a hectic morning for Jófríður Ákadóttir, known as JFDR, when I arrive at…

Getting The Producer’s Perspective

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Why it sucks to watch TV with a media producer Name: Birna Ósk Hansdóttir Occupation: I am the CEO and…

What The Hell Is Post-dreifing? An A-Z Guide To The DIY Music Scene

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The Post-dreifing scene has so much going on, it can be hard to find your bearings. To get you started,…

New Wave DIY: Meet The Post-dreifing Music & Arts Collective

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In a bright sunlit living room lined with antique furniture and tchotchkes, a group of friends are gathered around a…

First Blood: Meet ROKKY, The New Club Kid On The Block

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Sometimes all it takes is the right song. Quite suddenly last fall, newcomer producer ROKKY dropped a single that would…

Iceland’s Festival Season: Flying Balls & Indoor Demons

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Iceland might not be the best country in the world for camping, but that doesn’t stop us from putting on…

Weightless World: Marteinn Sindri’s Light Work Of Many Hands

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In Greek mythology, the god Atlas carries the weight of the world on his shoulders. For Marteinn Sindri’s debut album…

Sincerely Arrogant: Newcomer Skoffín Brings On The Boldness

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A resurgence of young indie rock is gradually sweeping through the underground of the Reykjavík music scene. Among these emerging…

Time To Emerge: Janus Rasmussen Opens Up About Going It Alone

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It can take time to step out on one’s own. For Janus Rasmussen, it took years as a member of…

Raise A Glass To The Genderless: Gender Cocktail Lets Go Of The Binary

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Imagine a magical alternate world where all your preconceived notions of gender are erased. There are lights, music, art and…

Dancing In The Dark: Vök Turn To Pop

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In a small pink, neon-lit basement studio in a remote part of Reykjavík, the members of the band Vök are…

Return To The Primal: Kathy Clark On Finding The Ancient Feminine Divine

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Entering Kathy Clark’s studio is like going into a little magical world. The modest sized space located behind the Wind…

Taking Care Of BIZNESS: CYBER Go To Work

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CYBER are too busy to meet for an interview. Since beginning as a spin-off of the buzzworthy rap group Reykjavíkudætur,…

Stay Queer: Reykjavík’s Supportive Spaces & Safe Party Places

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In a country where the Pride festival is more widely attended than the Independence Day parade, it’s no surprise that there…

Bleak Midwinter Haunts: The Spooky Reykjavík Guide

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Reykjavík is a creepy ass place. From the weather beaten-houses, to the ancient and decrepit graveyard, to the industrially extended…

Some Kind Of Void: Disappearing Into The World Of aYia

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After their live debut at the Secret Solstice festival in 2016, enigmatic trio aYia became an overnight buzz-band, inciting powerful…

The Cold Front: Kælan Mikla Have Grown Up And Blown Up

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Five years ago, Kælan Mikla were playing twenty minute sets of furious poetry-punk in the attic at Dillon. Five months…

Code Of Conduct: Daníel Bjarnason Releases ‘Collider,’ Talks Conducting

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“It’s a terribly strange job, to be honest,” Daníel Bjarnason finally says, after a long pause. He is staring straight…

Pure Vibes: Peeling Away The Etheric Layers Of Teitur

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Teitur Magnússon casually stands from the park bench he’s sitting on and saunters into the garden path. “When the sun…

Ruled By Nature: Muted Carves Out His Kingdom Of Sounds

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As far as artist names go, Muted is one of the most apt titles Bjarni Rafn Kjartansson could have chosen…