Saturday Rolled Into Sunday at Airwaves
As Saturday rolled into Sunday at Airwaves, I was upstairs at Harpa for a middle-of-the-night Ásgeir Trausti set. It was my third one this festival....
I Want My Hat Back, Redux
I returned home from Airwaves 12 to a clean house filled with the fragrance of fresh flowers; my children were even sweeter and cuter than...
Blue Lagoon Chill at Iceland Airwaves Saturday
Stamina began to be an issue on Saturday, and not just for the old farts like me. The occasional napper could always be found on...
Iceland Airwaves is so Metal
Iceland Airwaves is rightly known as one of the premier indie music festivals in Europe (the world?). So I’m not sure how I managed to...
In Which the Wind Alters My Plans and Solstafir Changes My Life
On Friday of Airwaves, I spent some time writing in the morning, where I overheard others in the hostel reworking their plans because all of...