Regardless of having shifted slots on “the annual festival calendar” and lost one of its most beloved venues, the annual Iceland Airwaves festival seemed to ultimately do stellar this year (at least judging by the social media noise and multitude of glowing visitors observed wandering Reykjavík during the festival and at the airport immediately after).
In the end, it all went pretty well: Musicians performed! Drinks were drunk! Queues were formed! Pylsur were imbibed! Blood was bled! And fluids exchanged!
And, as we’ve been doing for longer than we care to remember, we wrote up every single note performed at the festival.
That’s right. Despite the festival growing from featuring a few dozen acts in the early days of our coverage to its gargantuan monster eight million band line-up now, we’ve still managed to send people to every single show featured in the official festival schedule and publish reviews of all of them (we need more people to do that now).
Loved your night at Iðnó on Wednesday? Why not relive it through Line of Best Fit editor Paul Bridgewater’s retelling of events? Rocked out at Amsterdam on Thursday? Maybe Christian Hoard from Rolling Stone magazine shared your assessment of the night. Did Sigur Rós fly away with your imagination in Laugardalshöllin on Sunday? Step into a. rawlings’ fairytale from that night and take off again. Every single night is there for you to relive, in words and images.
We had such a great crew working on this, and on behalf of the Grapevine, I would like to applaud every one of them. Go to our special Airwaves Journal right now and read all those reviews. Comment on those you disagree with, get a conversation going.
And “like” those that you, well, like. www.airwaves.grapevine is is still very much the place. See you at Airwaves 2K13, maybe?