All Too Earthly Pleasures – The Reykjavik Grapevine We’re just about to beam up. We’re seriously there. Einar stands crouched and shaking on stage with his pointer finger in the air. His eyes are closed painfully tight. The audience has ceased to be an audience, we are his minions now in this cult-like contact with… Read More All Too Earthly Pleasures – The Reykjavik Grapevine