Like I said, I'm in a band. And, like I said, we recently had the very good fortune to play a show with the delightful, the charming, the effervescent & hilarious Svavar Knútur of Iceland.
(A side note: how fab is Iceland? Not only is it beautiful, they produce all the best musicians [Björk, Sigur Rós, Emilíana Torrini], their language is the closest modern relative of Old Norse [and is really pretty to look at], they have their own breed of horse [that has an extra two horse-speeds!], and all their inhabitants are super friendly and attractive.)
But Svavar in particular is a wonderful creature. We remain utterly charmed by him. And his music - oh, his music.
He calls it "songs of misery and redemption". It sounds like the breath you take at dawn after a night of crying your heart out.
ENLIGHTEN YOURSELF THUS:
I had the pleasure of [my bandmates forcibly coercing me into] singing a harmony with Svavar in his beautiful song Yfir Hola Og Yfir Haedir. Considering this song has been the soundtrack to my every early morning for the last six months, I can say with some certainty that it was the highlight of my Troubadour-based experiences.
Know him. Love him. Get him to tell you his German jokes. And by all means necessary, see him when he plays your town.
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