Nostalgia Trips and Bad Dancing
The room wasn’t packed, and I don’t think his music speaks to everyone. But if you were born at a certain time, probably somewhere between 1985 and 1990, and probably male, the
Das Flugzeug Fliegt
Lucky me and lucky us the lucky people crowding the upper floor of Faktorý on Friday because I can't imagine that any other night had this one beat.
Friday Night Taken By The Collar
It's safe to say that despite it’s ever-thriving music scene, Reykjavík doesn't exactly have a rapid thoroughfare of touring acts. In fact, if you want to hear live music in one
The Lights, The Fists: Faktorý Main pt. I
Faktorý will always be Grand Rokk to me, and not because I'm particularly nostalgic for the good ol' days of 2004, but rather because despite the rebranding, Faktorý still has th
Hypnosis And High Times: Deutsche Bar Pt. II
At Deutsche bar on Friday, the late gigs offered the kind stylistic pileup I've come to expect from an Airwaves lineup.
Getting Through Those Winter Blues: Deutsche Bar Pt. I
After a day of almighty winds trying to sweep every person, vehicle and road sign off into the sea, a night of good, solid, rousing music is what we need […]
A Tapestry Of Odd Ends. A Mosaic Of Unlikely Line-Up Mates. A Night Of Yawns And Yeahs
When looking at the line-up I could have sworn someone with a split personality put it together. One is sweet, the other bitter. One is light, the other dark. One is odd, the other
Exitmusic, Ólafur Arnalds Bewitch Airwavers At Norðurljós
Before I hear Monotown for the first time tonight, someone describes them to me as sounding “like an ABBA B-side”. While that’s not an entirely accurate summary,
Ending On A High
Harpa's interiors are as grandiose as its beautiful façade would suggest. A small, bridged entrance gives way to high ceilings, epic stairwells and huge music halls but it still s
They Played With Murder In Their Eyes, And Darkness In Their Souls
If a band like SVARTIDAUÐI had been booked to play at Airwaves a few years ago, they would likely have played to only a few people, with curious onlookers holding […]
FM BELFAST ARE BACK AND TAKING CARE OF BUSINESS!
Words by Rebecca Louder / Photos by Alísa Kalyanova / Photoshoot wardrobe courtesy of Kormákur & Skjöldur Last Airwaves, there was a gaping hole in the lineup of Icelandic
Ryan Moves To Iceland And Low Roar Is Born
by Christopher Svymbersky After Ryan Karazija’s brit-rock band, the Audrye Sessions, broke up in 2010, he pursued his long-time desire to move to Iceland. His experience of movin
BREAKING NEWS: Jóhann Jóhannsson Leaves Apparat Organ Quartet
Revered Icelandic analog-electronic band Apparat Organ Quartet have announced that founding member Jóhann Jóhannsson has left the band. According to a press release sent today by
Iceland Airwaves: Thursday – A Clash Magazine perspective
Words by Matthew Bennett & Joe Zadeh. Photo by Birta Rán. As Anglo-metropolitan muppets, our start in Iceland couldn’t have been much more of a birth of fire. Or more [&hell
WINDY DAY TIDBIT! Musicians & Their Pets!
Stay inside, get some milkbones and catnip and cuddle up with a furry-friend! Compiled by Rebecca Louder & Bob Cluness While being a touring musician and a pet owner can’
Chilly Winds Don’t Blow
“Holy fucking Christ,” I said without hearing myself say it, the words sucked right out of my mouth. It was not just the wind—violent, subarctic, merciless—that assailed me
“Good Work, Gang!”
This evening Lára Rúnars gives the sense of a pop star ‘dressed down’ with a loose fitting dress and brandishing a bottle of beer. It feels good to have a […]
Inside-Out
I like to think about what Iceland Airwaves means for Iceland. The first IA marked a turning point for Icelandic festivals Festivals up to that point had largely been concerned [&h
Rangling And Raving at Faktorý Upstairs
At times throughout last night at the Faktorý upstairs stage, it felt less so a case of how amazing the artist was, but more which period of Aphex Twin’s career the artist most
A GRAB-BAG OF GUITAR-ROCK
Hello, Airwaves. Having arrived at the festival a day late thanks to a certain big storm on America’s East Coast, I was treated to an evening of mostly homegrown talent at Amster