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Moshi Moshi? AirWaves?
Iceland’s AirWaves festival (17 – 21 October) is going for gold this year, with so many bands you couldn’t fit them in the biggest hot dog bun. That ain’t a bad thing. For example, you have local band Jakobínarína who are now going to be cutting class to perform (they’re still in highschool), and Lali Puna are also going to be distributing morr music. Who wants to hear about Deerhoof, Bloc Party, The Teenagers and err.. Cocktail Vomit?
Maybe later because now.. American readers over 21 with the ability to reach Icelandair gateways at an airport possibly near you, I urge you to start drinking vodka, for it is going to take you places (airWaves, for one). Yep there’s a Reyka vodka contest.
Jakobínarína – This Is An Advertisement
Let your bang flow
On the bus today I looked out since there was nothing interesting inside the bus, and I saw a girl with her friends, sporting a guitar. She reminded me of me, so I’m sure she couldn’t really play anything. This got me to thinking about how we make music these days, and how easy it is to come up with something brilliant, without carrying a guitar around, not that there’s anything wrong with that. As long as you carry along your concept too.
Today’s point, and I just have to write about this, concerns a free trip to Iceland, which has been the general destination for your common rich young hip man for several years. Still, that doesn’t smear it to me, it’s as pure and black-sanded as ever. How to get to Iceland then? Simple, do a remix for Bang Gang’s It’s Allright (attention, i’m guessing open to US residents only – yah, I know). OK, commencing copy-paste of press release.
hold your masterpiece
How was your Sunday? Good? Mine too. Awfully good then plain awful.If you were one of the other <10 people in the cinema, or you've seen this documentary then you've probably done enough research for yourself. If not, prepare to be passionate once more. The DVD's out so you can go down that route, oh and you'll want the soundtrack too.
Screaming Masterpiece (2005, Ari Alexander/Ergis Magnússon)
People from Iceland are beautiful mongrels – Viking alpha male blood and Irish ethereal looks. Yes, they might as well be translucent shapes holding instruments- the ones that do that. And there are quite a lot of them. Of course there's crap music in Iceland, as Barði Jóhannsson of Bang Gang clearly states, but today we focus on all aspects of lovely. Those artists who know only 200 people are going to buy their album so they just do whatever the hell they want.
Most music is crap anywhere I'd say, but there's a higher density of those few good artists in Iceland than elsewhere. Now if we compare with regions, not countries, then you get similar ratios of worthwhile artistic endeavours anywhere with dark drizzling happening all day long – like Manchester or Seattle.
So, up until now, there's a unique genetic engineering scheme and the cold. Booze must have its role, mentioned graphically rather than as a fact.
So what about the language then?
As head Pagan Hilmar Örn HILMARSSON suggests, Icelandic has a rhythm structurally resembling ancient metrics, and they carry this potent history around with them just by talking.
The music I suppose they drain with underwater tenterhooks from the rest of the world. It sounds like something between the US and Europe, cause we're neither, mentions someone in the film. Then they merge the sound according to their own aural agenda – in a caleidoscope of experiments that go well rather than… "experimental" – whether it be four dudes playing pump organs or four chicks implementing sound bites of subjective life (cars passing by etc) to objective, classical strings.
Here are all the artists in the movie – link.
Standouts were Slowblow (but I didn't see any mention of Dagur Kari being the wicked film director he is), Nilfisk (Foo Fighters' protegees), Eivör Palsdottir, and all the rest really depending on your taste – everything is covered from sweet to sour, classical to emo to electro to full-on cock rock.
This next paragraph is where I point my stick to the chalkboard and demonstrate astutely:
Bjork – All Is Full Of Love (live) m4a
Múm – Green Grass Of Tunnel m4a
The Sugarcubes – Motorcrash mp3
Yeah I let go of the cock rock.. It slipped by me but it's well worth checking out if that's what you're into. Somehow being called an ice queen relatively shortly after i was pissing my pants and bawling my inner eye about maybe not getting to see Sigur Ros in Gdynia is something i can turn around and say, hell yeah, i'm an ice baby and well chuffed 'bout it. –> Post post: ai râs de mine. super tare, prietene
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