Author: - The Reykjavik Grapevine

19. Hædin

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Nineteen floors up in the air is high enough so that you have to pop your ears on the elevator…

For a Minor Reflection

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Iceland Airwaves is fast approaching. The line up is complete, so now it is time to start planning what to…

Rock Stars in the Making

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Endless Dark had just finished their part in warming up the very moderate number of people already gathered at Amsterdam…

The Lessons of Life

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At the beginning of 2006, Lovísa Elísabet Sigrúnardóttir was just known as the girl from Benny Crespo’s Gang. And even…

Sexism and Sloppy Journalism

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In the last issue of the Reykjavík Grapevine we published an open letter from Björk, where she lambasted the music…

Circus: Últra Mega Technobandið Stefán

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Few bands have caused more stir in Iceland than the teen-phenomenon that is Ultra Mega Technoband Stefan. Since 2006, the…

Emiliana Torrini: Me and Armini

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Icelandic indie-folk singer Emiliana Torrini returns with her follow up to the 2005 success, Fisherman’s Woman. While this is a…

Chickenshit Happens

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Iceland does not maintain an army; but since 2001, we have maintained the paramilitary Icelandic Crisis Response Unit (ICRU), an…

Reykjavik Zoo & Family Park

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Being raised in a village of 200 people out in the country side has its peculiar perks. For one thing…

Raudara

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The most positive part of the Rauðará experience is not really the food itself, but the positively comfortable settings it…

Insititute of Higher Ranking

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In 2005, Kristín Ingólfsdóttir succeeded Páll Skúlason as Rector of the University of Iceland. After a year on the job,…

Silver Rush in Siglufjörður

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Those who lived it still claim it was the best time of their lives. The Great Herring Adventure of the…

“There’s no Pressure”

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The hardcore punk band Gavin Portland surprised many with their debut album, Views of Distant Towns, released last year to…

Metal: Industrial Strength

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Celebrating the release of their respective albums and the formation of their own record label, Molestine Records, two Reykjavík metal…

Foxface

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For some reason, this debut album by the Glascow three-piece Foxface ended up on my desk. It is a rather…

Public Restrooms: A Beginner’s Guide

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I have recently spent some time travelling. The nature of  travel is that it  takes you out of your comfort…

A Cosy Colonial Store

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Cosy is a word that gets thrown around a lot. A lot more than it should actually. But sometimes, it…

Tapas Barinn

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The Tapas Bar on Vesturgata has long been one of my favourite destinations when I plan to go out, dine…

Grjóthrun

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Grjóthrun is best described as authentic Icelandic folk-rock. It has never been a music genre that inspires me with pride…

Riding in Reykjavik

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First off, was your decision influenced by environmental reasons or health reasons? I wanted to lose weight and get into…

The Machine is Deaf

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June 17, 1944, the greatest minds in Iceland convened on the banks of Lake Þingvallavatn to declare independence. From this…

Dormah

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Youngsters Muck were already in full swing by the time I arrived at the tiny room on the second level…

Rizzo Pizzeria

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Nothing beats a good pizza, right? OK, that’s not entirely true, but I think we can all agree that a…

Chasing Monsters in East-Iceland

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Like most small towns in Iceland, Fellabær (pop. 350) seems to be little more than a random collection of houses…