Opinion / Robert Bound
Iceland’s sonic calling
Time to make like Bjork: don the swan dress, tie your hair in bunches and rrrrrrreally rrrrrrroll your Rs. If you’re a musician on a mission and have an eye on the bottom line, you might find yourself hopping aboard a bird to Reykjavik to record your next album. Iceland Music, the country’s musical-export body, is set to launch Record in Iceland, an initiative that offers a 25 per cent rebate on studio hire, travel and hotels, as well as the all-important time of a studio engineer, to all overseas musicians who record on the island.
Ms Guomundsdottir is Iceland’s brightest star, of course, but the island has a considerable musical backbone, better yet that it errs on the side of the subtle, beautiful and strange: Sigur Ros, Olafur Arnalds, GusGus, Emilíana Torrini. The country’s studios are also drop-dead gorgeous. Reykjavik’s Greenhouse lives up to its name while Grettisgat and Syrland might do likewise but, frankly, who knows? We do know, however, that they are favoured sonic hangouts for the musical cognoscenti, from Blur to Kanye West.
Bowie in Berlin and the Stones on the Côte d’Azur show that crossing borders has always gone hand in hand with focus, expression and just enough madness. Musicians of all stripes have noted that it’s easy to concentrate in Iceland. Boring? No way. Oh so quiet? You got it.