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Tjarnarbíó – Thursday

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Photo by Hvalreki Most of the people who had shown up at 19:10 for Kristín Bergsdóttir’s set at Tjarnarbíó were…

NASA – Wednesday

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Funny how an artist can convince you their music is good just by the way they move to it. Premiering…

Scenes From Menningarnótt

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At the Grapevine, we love us some culture and arts and music and poetry and literature and waffles and intoxication…

Now & Then

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I was last in Iceland on August 24, 2008. At the time the price of the US dollar had just…

The Sweaty Musical Armpit

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This summer marks the advent of two exciting releases from two of the scene’s youngest and most promising rock bands….

Deafening Silence

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Sigur Rós, despite their success, is a band that is still on it’s way out of Iceland. In a way,…

The Icelandic Music Awards

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Everyone who’s anyone who was up for an award was at the 14th annual Icelandic Music Awards on March 18….

A Postcard from America

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Greetings from America! The weather is lovely here! About 4°C and sunny with just a bit of wind, and the…

Bergur Ebbi Benediktsson

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I’ll start by congratulating you on your nomination to the Icelandic Music Awards. Yes, thanks. I was very pleased to…

Kommunan

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It’s the all too familiar scene: naked over oatmeal, the lesbian airing out her yeast infection in the kitchen. “There’s…

Lyrical Savages

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Actress Brynhildur Guðjónsdóttir is a long-time veteran of the Reykjavík stage. Having frequently crossed thespian-media to star in premier films…

Democratic Antics

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Ah, to be young and virile! Full of raging idealism! Free from the arrogance of age! What a rousing thing…

Sirkus: the 11th Hour

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On January 25 – 27, legendary bar Sirkus on Klapparstígur marked its impending closing and demolition with a three-day-long series…

Psychedelic Normalcy

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Bathed in a purplish glow, the Benny Crespo’s Gang foursome opened up the first seated rock concert in recent memory,…

Icelandic Christmas Traditions

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Laufabrauð The making of laufabrauð, or “leaf-bread,” is usually a family-affair taking place early in December. People gather together to…

What a Day for Window Weather

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“Stykkið,” or “the piece” from which Stykkishólmur takes its name, now sits under the largest of three wharves in the…

Of Men and Mongeese

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When the Grettir Kabaret sponsored show at Organ began, the lineup was still a complete mystery to me. I had…

The Sequences Art Festival

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“We’re putting emphasis on time-based art in unconventional places,” says Andrea Maack, project manager for the Sequences “real-time art festival”…

An Everyday Extraordinary

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“Every time she saw me she laughed,” says Mary Ellen Mark smiling at one of her large framed black and…

Kron

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That old cliché about women having a soft spot for shoes is alive and well in Reykjavík, especially when those…

Something Worth Hyping About

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The two-person mosh-pit gyrating to Jakobínarína’s Jesus was spilling beer onto the crowd. It wasn’t their beer, they definitely didn’t…

The Boys Dance Too

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2004 was undeniably the year of Franz Ferdinand, when the Scottish four-piece along with their self-titled debut ploughed the dancepop-…

New Icelanders Build on Language

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In the past three or four years, the influx of immigrants in Iceland has increased steadily. According to a study…

Etching Bold Patterns

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Twenty-seven-year-old Ingibjörg Finnbogadóttir, or Imba as she is known in the design world, has been working on a host of…

Ambrosia

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“Who decided that we should take these natural things that come out of the ground and put them in a…