Next Stop Barcelona

Onwards to sonar in spain next month, after two concerts here in Reykjavik. First night was for around 2000ppl the next one for 3000ppl.

Both of them good concerts, different as the PA was turned down a little in volume -> our bass made some people dizzy. It was a good experience for us, from the look on some faces it was obvious that we did create a surprise element to the evening.

Frosti J.R. was present and shot some footage. Will ask him to edit a small clip for us to share.

Oh! Yes! we have done some Ghostigital t-shirts, doing a page with them soon for you all to get...

And The Camera Is

The ghostigital crew posing after a good gig. A bit of noise and sweat just as was anticipated. Pixies were good. Frosti JR who done the Mess Up video shot some footage, to be used later. More today!

Kriki Here We Go

tonight is the first of two gigs with pixies. This is the first installment ...

Pixies In Kaplakriki

Pixies on stage

There Is No Mess

We just realized that we are playing with the Pixies here in Iceland next week. Duh! as we would forget. Two concerts in a week from now!

Upon our return from Copenhagen we found it fitting to shoot a new video to Mess UP on location in Reykjavik, in a graffiti installation by Short. And this must be the chance to unleash this video.
So here we present Mess UP Video!

Mess Up Video & Swedish Review

Shooting video to MESS UP right now.
Found a brilliant swedish review which we will post when we have shot the video.


We have finished! And here is the review from Expressen in Sweden:
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TRIPHOP Iceland has solved the demobilization of their mental healthcare in the very simplest of manners.

They convince their very toughest cases that they are artists and then just put them on the first plane to London.They have been doing that for ten years now.

You don't believe me? Then you haven't met Einar Örn, the hat-shelf that was so unbearably zany in The Sugarcubes that he made Björk seem healthy. -Then- you are zany. "You are not sound of mind, mr Örn" as the Icelandic saying goes. While barefoot-Björk was hunted by teddybears and started hanging with von Trier and Matmos, Einar grew all the more bitter. And zanier, of course.

On parole from the hospital he got a job in a bar home in Reykjavik. My guess is that this is the bar Damon Albarn owns. There cannot be any other explanation for Damon releasing Örns stupid triphop from 1995 on his until recently alltogether eminent label.

More unnecessary music than "Ghostigital" hasn't been allowed to see the light of day since Peace, Love & Pitbulls screamed about a large hairy ape in your radio.

Can't one of those Icelandic asadudes happen to routine-sacrifice Einar to some long forgotten weathergod or something?"
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Well done! Like written out of our mind! :)