Blue Lagoon party by Rúnar Sigurður Sigurjónsson

Blue Lagoon Thrill

The ‘Blue Lagoon chill’ has been an Airwaves institution for years. The party takes place every Airwaves Saturday and entails lounging at the legendary spa while taking in sets by some of Iceland’s finest DJs....
 
 
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Björkstep and Sufjancore

Last night’s party was held at the former headquarters for the conservative party and my current least favorite venue. A favorite hang-out of children sired by money-drunk Icelanders during the financial boom years. Spoiled, ...
 
 
Hermigvervill at Faktorý by Júlía Hvanndal

Turn the Party Out

Rabbi Bananas Now, I have to admit that I didn‘t have a clue what “Skweee” was until I wrote this, even though I reviewed Rabbi last year as well. It sounds dumb as fuck by the sheer phonetic texture of it; I can...
 

 
Retro Stefson at the Reykjavík Art Museum by Siggi / ljosmyndari.com

Sigurður Ástgeirsson On His Favourite Shows On Thursday

Photographer Sigurður Ástgeirsson shares his favourite moments from thursday
 
 
Pascal Pinon by Hvalreki

Night Of Many Flavours

Glaumbar is definitely one of the Airwaves more cosy venues. It is an upstairs bar with the atmosphere of a ships hull, dressed up with a disco ball and other finery to attract a bit of a skinka crowd during non Airwaves times....
 

 
Guðríð Hansdóttir at Harpa by pallih

Autumn Evening Coming Down

The whole night was mostly very enjoyable. After three long nights of Airwaves it was nice to relax in a seat in Kaldalón and listen to thoughtful, well constructed songs from a variety of artists. I just wish that some of the...
 
 
Endless Dark at Gaukurinn by Skari

From Gloom To Gloam

Hell hath no fury like a reviewer in a vacant Glaumbar. Scant attendees appeared to be a cross-section of band members, friends of band or staff, and a handful of UK rockers who took one look at the near-empty room and promptly...
 
 
Ólafur Arnalds at Harpa by Skari

The Night of the Meh.

The drummer from Lockerbie is wearing a Ramones t-shirt. Explain to me how that makes sense. Lockerbie play the most boring, predictable, hackneyed post-rock imaginable, and yet, there’s the drummer. Wearing a fucking Ramones...