"Somewhere along the fjord, on the way into the old town stands a grey box, an engineering workshop that, once a year, is cleared out of machines to become a festival venue. There are big ideas behind this small grey façade. The festival is free, the line up is not announced in advance, and each band has a strict twenty-minute time limit on stage. A family affair, dreamt up by local musician Mugison and his father Mugipapa, no one is a headliner, no one gets a sound-check and everyone is eating from the same pot of plokkfisk (a fish dish made by locals that’s sold in the beer tent)."
Álfrún Gísladóttir i Clash Music om årets Aldrei fór ég suður i Ísafjörður.
lördag 28 april 2012
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"Somewhere along the fjord, on the way into the old town stands a grey box, an engineering workshop that, once a year, is cleared out of machines to become a festival venue. There are big ideas behind this small grey façade. The festival is free, the line up is not announced in advance, and each band has a strict twenty-minute time limit on stage. A family affair, dreamt up by local musician Mugison and his father Mugipapa, no one is a headliner, no one gets a sound-check and everyone is eating from the same pot of plokkfisk (a fish dish made by locals that’s sold in the beer tent)."
Álfrún Gísladóttir i Clash Music om årets Aldrei fór ég suður i Ísafjörður.
