Author: Árni Árnason
Ilan Has (not quite) Left The Building
by Árni Árnason
The corridors in the basement of the decadent 19th-century masterpiece of architecture that is London’s Royal Albert Hall are teeming…
Everything Under The Little Sun
by Árni Árnason
Ólafur Elíasson’s new project makes us think about power, in many senses of the wordInternationally renowned artist Ólafur Elíasson has…
A Constant Chorus Of Little Fuck Yous
by Árni Árnason
It’s fairly safe to assume that C-O-N-T-I-N-U-A-T-I-O-N, Peter Liversidge’s exhibition at i8, will only be comprised of a portion of…
Screaming Jumpers
by Árni Árnason
A brief history of the lopapeysaThere are not many things that scream “cultural heritage” as loudly as the humble Icelandic…
Forgiveness For Sale!
by Árni Árnason
Þórdís Elva premieres Forgiveness Inc.In a TV ad that did the rounds on the usual social networking sites in early…
‘Tis The Season Of Björgvin Halldórsson
by Árni Árnason
Whether or not you’re aware of it, you’ve probably heard Björgvin Halldórsson’s voice a couple of times today if you’re…
Hair Of The Dog That Bit Me
by Árni Árnason
In order to nurse the wounds of Airwaves weekend, I went on a Tuesday afternoon hunt for the elusive Icelandic…
National Formality-Deficiency?
by Árni Árnason
I am by absolutely no means proper. In fact, the concept of formality scares me. Just typing out the word…
Dressing Room Dicks
by Árni Árnason
I tend to get a lot of questions about all things Icelandic when people find out that it’s my nationality….
Dream Central Station
by Árni Árnason
First of all, hats off to Dream Central Station for covering an obvious inspiration (Brian Jonestown Massacre’s “Feel So Good”)…
Þorunn Antónía: Star Crossed
by Árni Árnason
Ten years after the release of her debut record, Þórunn Antónía returns with the ‘80s throwback album ‘Star Crossed.’ Leaving…