Reykjavík Grapevine - 28.08.2009, Blaðsíða 2

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The Reykjavík Grapevine
Issue 13 — 2009
Cover Photo:
Baldur Kristjánsson
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On Cover:
Hannes Hólmsteinn Gissurarson
Make-up:
Karin Kristjana Hindborg
Thanks:
Jói Kjartans,
Fornbókabúðin Hverfisgata
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So, this has been a pretty good summer,
all things considered.
We enjoyed some pretty good weather,
drank some pretty good beers and saw
some sights. We travelled around the
country and pitched our tents, hiking
up hills and mountains, seeking out
seclusion, serenity and warm streams to
bathe in.
We stayed in the city for the weekend,
going to shows, spending money at bars,
pissing away our youth along with our
brain cells and our souls.
We hung out with our families and
friends, sharing memories and creating
new ones, enjoying talks and walks
and snacks. We hung out by ourselves,
watching TV, reading books, listening
to the rain or to our massive collection of
illegal mp3s.
It was a pretty good summer.
It’s not over yet, not quite. But it’s
fast drawing to a close. And if I am to
believe the local media and the general
discourse, we are slowly sinking into
what will be a harsh and ugly and evil
winter. A long, cold and potentially
deadly one. Unemployment rates will
rise. Folks will file for bankruptcy. They
will lose their homes, their cars. They will
all become alcoholics, and their children
will all drop out of school and become
terminally depressed dope fiends. Now
we will finally start feeling the full, dull
force of Kreppa in our faces.
Summer was a welcome relief, as
it often is in Iceland. We had our nice
weather and we had our days off and we
were maybe able to coast along financially
OK, even though our economy is just as
collapsed as it was at the start of the year
and stuff keeps getting more expensive
by the day.
We also had steady influx of currency
– sweet, sweet currency – to the country
courtesy of you guys, the tourists.
This, I am told, helped. A lot. But hey,
guess what. The main tourist season is
drawing to a close. This means there will
be fewer and fewer of you lovely folks and
your lovely money around. Your lovely
conversation and asking for direction.
Your lovely fluorescent outdoorsy wear
and your lovely letters to us.
You will all be missed immensely. In
fact, I find myself compelled to plead to
you guys: please, don’t go! Don’t leave!
Come back! We need you! We miss you
already! You and your fun ways and your
sweet currencies. You enrich our lives,
our wallets, and you make us feel like we
live in an actual operating city. And that
is a nice feeling.
Should you decide to leave despite
my pleading, I nevertheless implore you
to ponder the consequences. Just think
about all the poor kids that won’t be
able to attend music school this winter
because their homeland is bankrupt
and lacks foreign currency. Think about
Kreppa-ravaged Iceland, the poor, poor
folks that rely on your patronage to make
ends meet.
Please don’t go.
Also, if you stay, there’s plenty of fun
and interesting things happening here
in the winter. Despite what some folks
might tell you, Iceland is actually quite
nice in the wintertime. It’s got snow
and aurora borealis and beautiful frosty
mornings where time seems to stand
still along with the air and atmosphere.
You can go skiing. We have excellent
ski slopes. And you can go hiking if you
are properly equipped to do so. Not on
the highlands, pray tell, but a lot of other
places.
Icelandic winter is also an excellent
place for drinking cocoa, feasting on food
and fine wine by candlelight, burying
oneself in the snow.
It’s outright excellent, I tell you.
Please don’t go! Tourist season, don’t
end! We need you!
Also, there’s all the festivals. All
those excellent festivals. There’s the
Iceland Airwaves festival. That awesome
pile of awesomeness, good music, good
drinking and general debauchery.
There’s the Reykjavík International
Film Festival. That’s pretty awesome as
well. Aldrei fór ég suður. Crazy January
shows, Christmas and the New Year’s
Eve that has seen Quentin Tarantino fly
over repeatedly to gorge on liquor that he
hates.
Please don’t go, tourists. We need you
and your currency and your company.
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So Egill Sæbjörnsson finally released a new
record. This is of course great news for folks
that love music. Egill Sæbjörnsson – or Egill
S. as he now prefers to be known for some
reason - made the most awesome Tonk Of
The Lawn some years back. It was jam-
packed with great tracks and had one of
music’s catchiest lines ever. “I love you so, I
find you crazy.”
We just got a copy of his eponymous new
one, and it sounds real good on our computer
speakers, and we are really looking forward
to digging into it. Go fetch our track of the
issue to find out for yourself.
Egill S.
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