“Of course you can and do go on into the night after the music has ceased, cramming into various bars and pubs wondering if there is any place in the world like this. The streets are then almost as filled as the bars and it’s a familiar a scene as towns and cities a thousand times over. Familiar, yet strange, and warming. But you know deep down that it isn’t really the same, because there is not any place in the world like this.”

— A famous man called Luke Slater visited me for the Iceland Air-Waves, and wrote this in a magazine about loud music.