1860 shelters me from daylight

Brace yourself, winter is coming so we need cheerful music! That reminded me the way how my adventure with a merry folk band called 1860 started. Imagine that yesterday was an epic blizzard – even Strætó got totally stuck, seriously – and before that, as a beginner, you thought people were joking about this crazy wind in Iceland. It had been such a beautiful weather for the last 2 weeks, right? Oh, how naive I was… Such surprising conditions outside didn’t really convince you to go out but your friend did that. What can change your mind faster and in more fabulous way than music recommendation from your lovely friends that know Icelandic music scene like the back of their hand? So here’s rule no. 1: if your Icelandic friend that is involved into the local music scene tells you to check out some band, just do it! He or she knows probably much better why that artist is worth to be seen live. I set my foot for the first time in one of those epic venues of Reykjavík. Faktorý. Rest in peace, dear Faktorý. It’s also the first place that was kind of brutally taken away from me just because more hotels downtown means obviously more happiness, I guess, but this sad story is not for today (although one day I will be so grumpy and tell you what eats me in this town). Anyway, 1860 went on stage and painted on my face a blissful smile of satisfaction. I may