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Author: Bart Cameron

On Tolkien’s Trail in Oxford

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ohn Ronald Reuel Tolkien lived in Oxford for 50 years. I had come to see the dim pubs where he…

Not a Rational Decision

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A couple of American emigrants stopped by The Grapevine office this week to discuss their move, our paper, and the…

GRAPEVINE, GISP!, Gallery Lobster or Fame and JPV Publishers Present:Comics in a Bomb Shelter

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Comics and large concrete subterranean rooms: ah sweet sweet nostalgia. Of course, few of those involved in the exhibits adorning…

ANTONY and the JOHNSONS:I AM A BIRD NOW

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The first time you hear Antony’s voice, a gothic church-going blues instrument that sounds both pure and profoundly experienced, you…

Another Glacier on the Big Screen

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With Batman Begins, Svínafellsjökull (Pig Mountain Glacier) finally gets its time in the spotlight. Fans of the glacier, including much…

Don’t Make Your Family Mule Those Sausages: Stock Up at Yndisauki

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First of all, you need to know that there is a quota on imported cheeses and meats in Iceland. In…

Bezt í heimi: Lobster Soup at Sægreifinn

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Sitting on a barrel inside the Sægreifinn fish shop, staring up at the stuffed seal and stuffed ram’s head, having…

Superhero Actors, Supervillain Script: Batman Begins

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First the new Star Wars, now Batman Begins, I can’t help wondering when did the entertainment world get so ridiculously…

Radisson with Local History

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When I was invited to come check out the new Radisson SAS 1919, I had two immediate replies: 1) It’s…

Every Square Metre Merits a Photo: Four Days on the Ring Road

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Whenever the urge hits you to pull over on the Ring Road, or Highway One, which circles Iceland, you should…

The Floating Sculpture Garden

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“I like coming to work. Every day the lagoon is completely different. I work in a different setting every day,”…

Multi-tasking at Hótel Skaftafell

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Southeast Iceland has two gems: the Jökulsárlón glacial lagoon and the Skaftafell National Park. Both of these sites are stunningly…

When You Own It, You Might Not Break It

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When the guy that used to come by my house and steal my hard boiled eggs got a 15 million…

Screaming Viking, Ignoring the Volcano

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That their majesties the Beckhams did not turn out was only the first of the ominous signs of the evening….

Helgi ValurDemise of Faith

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I’m looking at the album photos and listening to the CD, I can’t understand how Joe Cocker crawled into the…

Hudson WayneThe Battle of the Bandidos

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This band has been mislabelled the local alt country band; their roots, especially as demonstrated here, are more 80s English…

The White StripesGet Behind Me Satan

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When White Blood Cells came out, everyone was wondering where Jack White got such a rootsy, genuine sound. With Get…

ManhattanSelf-titled

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Deep into the year 2005, we were surprised that we were asked to review this 2003 demo. What is more,…

PanVirgins

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These five kids from Hafnarfjörður, who produced this album themselves, present tight hard rock worth respect. While the guitars, often…

Come for the Whales; Stay… As Long As You Can

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Whenever you talk whale watching in Iceland, you hear the stories about Húsavík. It is not atypical to come across…

Look at Me, I’m Rugged

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The Grapevine filled a van with people who hadn’t left the city all year, and headed out for a day…

Celebrate!

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The last issue of the Grapevine was our most popular issue in the three-year history of the paper, by far….

Whale Watching in Faxaflói Bay

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I think you know the question we have to ask. The first thing to report is that there were whales….

Here Comes the Snoop

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With an album finally catchy and G-rated enough to be radio friendly, and with an X-rated porn career in full…

Home:

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Agnar Agnarsson’s new upper-range hotel, Home, obviously draws influence from Ian Schraeger’s living art approach to temporary housing, but what…