Keeping a finger on the pulse

Eistnaflug 2015

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Today it seems like Eistnaflug reality was actually in some other dimension long time ago. But it happened. So far, it’s my third festival season in Iceland and in a state of peace of mind I can tell you I’m satisfied for the rest of 2015. Finally, I´d observed the most famous Icelandic metal festival for a few years. It´d been rather like licking candy through the wrapper. So I packed my backpack and tent and went to the small fjord in eastern Iceland with a town called Neskaupstaður that has a population of 1500 people. The amount of festivalgoers this year reached up to 3000. We are powerful, aren’t we?

There is only one rule. It’s forbidden to be an idiot. For the 11th time absolutely awesome people gathered in this lovely place. In the middle of nowhere, behind 600 meter-long tunnel in a rock, you could experience a miniature picturesque town… and Iceland. Personally, I don’t care whether the weather was good only on Thursday since the concerts were indoor. I’m glad I experienced one of the nicest and cleanest camping areas I’ve ever seen. Luckily, my tent is good and didn´t leak. On the other hand, stupid of me I got soaked to the skin on my way to the shows so you still can hear me coughing. Although not everyone became a happy camper, I must admit that the organization and help for those who got dripping wet while sitting in their tents impressed me.

But back to the point. Three days of rock and heavy metal music. Hell yeah! The main venue turned out to be different this year – a sport centre with a bigger stage and broader space for music lovers. In the festival’s former home, Egilsbúð, you could witness some of more athmospheric gigs like Úlfsmessa II. Probably I should enjoy much more international acts but couldn’t stop myself from being violently happy due to sharing my favourite Icelandic music with those who are really hungry for some sounds from the island – hungry for Kontinuum, Sólstafir, Agent Fresco, Grísalappalísa, Momentum, The Vintage Caravan, Dimma, Skálmöld, Alchemia, Icarus (that were the one who mentioned about live shows´ situation in Reykjavík), Muck and Maus. But yeah, who didn’t check out Behemoth?!

So the only one thing I could write about the music at the festival is that I expected it to be a hell of fun. So it was. The final was as much splendid as entire 3 days so enough to say that HAM pulped me. And while I was sitting in a car on our way back home I realized where and when I’m going to spent my next summer vacations. The team of Eistnaflug stole my tiny rotten heart. See you next year, Neskauptaður!


Stína has followed her passion to Icelandic music as a music journalist since 2010. She joined then a writing team of Muzyka Islandzka - a Polish website dedicated to Icelandic music. Spreading her wings, Stína started her adventure with Icelandic language and moved to Reykjavík where she studied the language at the university. She also takes an active part in life of the local music scene. Since 2014 Stína had run a music blog that was transformed in 2017 into a printed magazine on Icelandic music.

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