Iceland Airwaves

20th October 2004

Woo-hoo! The music week continues tomorrow, as we head off to my old home (Iceland) for the Airwaves Festival in downtown Reykjavik - four days of mind-bending noise in the land of fire, ice and hot-dogs.

It’s my seventh or eight trip to the city, and naturally I’m just as excited as I was the first time. I’ll do my best to keep the blog going whilst I’m out there, but I’m more likely to end up drunk. Still, I quite fancy a bit of wi-fi action in Reykjavik’s numerous bars and cellars.

It’s a chance to catch up with old friends too, and spot the fashion trends that’ll be all over the cities of the UK in a year’s time. I’ll be staying at my good friend Erla’s house in picturesque Hafnarfjordur, with my esteemed colleagues BlogSnorkeller and Tebbutt, gorging myself on Buri cheese and Pitusosa.

So, stand by for lots of incoherent waffle about Icelandic bands you’ll never hear, plus a good sprinkling of UK and USA bands, and doubtless plenty of moans about annoying music industry wankers preventing me from getting served at the bar. Do they not know that you just don’t mess with a boy from inner-city Nottingham?

Oh, and big thanks to Tebbutt for sorting out cheap flights and free festival passes. You grow, boy. Skal!

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