The Rhythm Got Them. Eventually
It started with the biggest group hug I‘ve ever seen. I strolled into the rather sparse arena and up to the front of the room and quickly saw that the […]
Mínus Return. Again.
The bill tonight is an odd one. Mínus have enlisted not a single metal or hardcore act to support them, hoping rather to draw a diverse crowd with the aid […]
Excellent Music For Clearly Enthralled People
Dear Kimono, I’ve been pondering our relationship, as it seems to have taken a childish turn recently. Names have been called. Threats were possibly made. But
Fashion, Eruption, Aggression, And A Whole Lotta Fuzz
Hours after a volcanic fissure ruptured in Fimmvörðuháls on the vernal equinox, Canadian electro-glam star Peaches erupted onto NASA’s stage in a fury of beats, costumes, hair
I’m no expert #4
A matinee Opera concert is a nice idea. A group of young opera singers put together a group called Óp-hópurinn, performing monthly in collaboration with the Icelandic Opera, to k
The Petrifying Giant
The main event of the night was Jón Leifs’ Symphony #1, nicknamed the Saga Symphony because it evokes famous scenes from the Icelandic Sagas. Supporting were three Icelandic com
I’m No Expert #2
Heyrðu mig nú (“Hear me now”) is a concert series that the Icelandic Symphony Orchestra organizes as an outreach to younger music lovers. Thankfully, I’m not a teenager
Why It Pays to Quit Your Day Job
Svavar Knútur, singer of Icelandic folk-outfit Hraun, toured Germany a few weeks ago. It was his second visit this year after touring under the Norðrið moniker this spring with
Pulling Teeth…
So, by some bizarre paradox it’s Friday the 13th and it’s as I’m riding a weird and monstrous cloud of joy. Then, amassed aural forces conspire to destroy me. In [&hellip
I’m No Expert #1
Apparently there are no mandatory rock show-like delays at a classical lunch hour concert, so luckily I arrived just in time. Pianist and curator Nína Margrét Grímsdóttir took
Sheer Magic
Shit. I mean, wow. Where to begin? Can mere words even do justice to the emotion KK and Árstíðir evoked during two too short hours at Fríkirkjan? For starters, we’re [&hellip
Skátar’s Self Inflicted Death Blow
Talk about leaving a gap in the Icelandic independent music landscape. Skátar have decided to throw in the towel and I’m not too stoked about that. I could always count [&he
To Ride, Shoot Straight…
Entombed are holed up in their dressing room, busy rehearsing a stand-in bassist, as mainstay Nico Elgstrand had a baby just the previous Monday. Not needing the practice, singer P
Lost in Translation
I couldn’t believe it; the goddamn front door to Sódóma was closed! I had thought I was an hour late, so I shat myself and ran there, dodged the tourists, […]
Girls Moderately Aloud
HOT. The only word that needs be used in order to fully describe the atmosphere when my colleague and I walked into Hemmi and Valdi. The place felt like a […]
Of Course I Remember You
Manstu ekki eftir mér (“Don’t you remember me?”) is a new concert series that – not unlike ATP’s ‘Don’t look back’ series – aims to bring back classi
The Dark Night
Getting soaked in the rain is always the best start to an evening. So much for the summer! I walked into Grand Rokk like a drowned rabbit; the mixed smell […]
Nordic Sludge At It´s Best
I had to weave past the drunks spewed at the bar and the drunks gambling their last króna on fruit machines to reach the stairs of Grand Rokk – kinda […]
Passion, Not Just Fashion
During my uneventful trek to Kaffi Hljómalind, my hardcore-dar was expecting the very worst surrounding this evening, due to a number of reasons. Upon arrival, my doubts were init
The Waiting Game
Having been born with the curse of punctuality, I entered Nýlenduvöruverslun Hemma og Valda at 21:00, only to be informed that the concert would not start for at least another [&
The Noises of the Underground
Nýlenduvöruverslun Hemma og Valda may not look like much of a concert venue to the untrained eye. But to those in the know, it’s a completely different story. The tiny [&he