Reykjavík Grapevine - 24.08.2018, Side 8

Wedding planning may not require
burpees, but it certainly involves sweat,
tears and potentially even blood—espe-
cially if you have a terrible MIL involved.
Seriously, the fact that any wedding at
all goes off without a noticeable hitch
is a testament not only to God, but
also to the fabulous wedding planners
worldwide that make it their job to deal
with sketchy caterers, unpredictable
weather, and, above all, bridezillas.
Good Samaritans? Masochists? Aliens?
Who knows.
A chilly ceremony
Wedding planner extraordinaire Vigdís
Björk Segatta then should be celebrated
nationwide for her incredible organisa-
tional and creative matrimonial skills,
which recently landed her a Belief
Award—an international prize for
wedding planners. Congrats Vigdís! If
any of us at the Grapevine office ever
falls in love—which is doubtful because
we’re all horrible—we will call you.
The award-winning wedding took
place within the Langjökull ice cave. The
couple, Miranda and Ari, hailed from
Australia, so really, they were prob-
ably just stoked not to be surrounded
by animals that could kill them. We’re
joking. No, we’re not. Australia sucks.
Vigdís planned a nine-day trip
around Iceland, where the wedding
party got to hike up a volcano, go snow-
mobiling, see the Northern Lights,
exchange vows in the ice cave, and so
much more. More importantly, the
glacial location of the wedding was a
complete surprise to guests. Talk about
memorable, right?
Love actually
But now it’s time to gush on Miranda
and Ari’s romance so you, the reader, can
live vicariously through them. The two
met in 2008, when Miranda attended
a Biomedical Science Camp, where Ari
was the camp’s designated driver. Says
the couple: “We met, danced, and rest,
as they say, is history!”
After eight years together, they
bought a house, and after getting the
key to the house, Miranda explains,
“[Ari] went down on both(!) knees and
proposed as we were sitting on the
veranda, drinking ciders, about to start
another new chapter of our lives!” And
look at them, now they are featured in
an obscure Icelandic newspaper.
WHAT HAVE WE WON?
The Wedding
Planner (Iceland
Edition)
No, not the J.Lo film
8 The Reykjavík Grapevine
Issue 15— 2018
LÓABORATORIUM
Bold move to wear a sleeveless dress in an ice cave, right?
Listen, watch & hear
more tracks:
gpv.is/play
Birnir - Dauður (Feat
JFDR, Arnar)
Just when you
thought, “Yet
another hip-hop
track?” the answer
is yes, another hip-
hop track. That said,
Jófríður Ákadóttir’s
chiming voice adds
some depth to an
otherwise catchy,
but not particularly
unique song. NE
AAIIEENN - Euclidian
Some ethereal,
electro-ish
90’s house on a
slightly balearic
tip, featured on a
track from AAIIEENN
that’s coming
out on an album
on Reykjavík’s
premiere
experimental
electronic label
FALK. The album,
Spaces, is out at the
end of August, with
preorders at FALK’s
bandcamp page. SP
BleachKid Funi -
KILO
BleachKid Funi’s
‘KILO’ could either
be about drugs
or gaining weight,
we’re not sure.
Just kidding,
this low-key trap
ballad is definitely
about drugs and
to be honest,
you’d probably
need a hefty dose
of downers to
truly get into it.
Unfortunately,
we’re old and
sober. But hey, it’s
fun to pretend. HJC
Hekla - Ekki er allt
gull sem glóir
Some dreamy
business going on
in this track from
theremin virtuoso
Hekla, making
atonal screechiness
with her infernal
wireless synth box,
while still keeping it
soothing. Her album
drops on Phantom
Limb in September.
SP
Saga Nazari - Don’t
Gotta Be Real
The obvious point
of reference is
James Blake,
although the
vocals are
a bit more
straightforward,
but only a bit.
Saga Nazari’s voice
runs loops that
are somewhere
between modern
R&B and Middle
astern music. We’ll
be keeping an eye
on her. SP
Svavar Knútur -
Morgunn
Have you not found
your ultimate
summer track
yet or are you
just looking for a
fun tune for your
upcoming road
trip? In that case,
this might just
be the right song
for you, feel-
good vibes and
sing-along-parties
guaranteed. NE
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The must-hear tracks of the issue
Sk
íts
ei
ði
WORD OF
THE ISSUE Icelanders, like the rest of the world,
have been following the news about
former TV
villain turned
former White
House staffer,
Omarosa
Manigault-
Newman, and
her new tell-
all book about
her time with
the QAnon-
superhero
Donald Trump. Of course, Trump
gracefully rejected Omarosa’s criti-
cism, calling her a ‘lowlife’ in return.
This word actually sounds some-
what safe as an insult in the English
language. That said, when it hit the
headlines in Iceland, it was quite the
contrary. Lowlife in Icelandic trans-
lates to ‘Skítseiði’, which translates
back to English as ‘shitfingerling’.
The word basically combines shit and
a baby fish, and you don’t use it in
Iceland unless you want to end up in a
knife fight. VG
Words:
Hannah Jane
Cohen
Photos: Bragi Þór
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