Wellity where to start where to start? Whenever The Fanjita arrives things get a bit hazy.
To start with we had the America's Nexst Top Model Party successfully. The winner was who we were screaming for and it reminded me of being at a football match the way we were cheering her on.
In our own model competition, we had to portray various mental illnesses. The winner was Eva and her best shot is below. She had to portray schitzophrenia. No one else will allow me to put their photos up on the net, which i thought was silly until i saw my depiction of Penis Envy. and no i didn't choose that, we got given our choices out of a hat.
The next day we went to the nazi hot tubs which are rather wonderful then the President kindly drove us out to Þingfellir so that Fanny could see more than just Reykjavik this time. It was so beautiful she got all emotional. EMO. Stebbi even got us some pure icelandic water to drink from a stream. nammi.
Thursday evening I played at the launch night of the revamped Q bar which was fun. I got to play 90s AND other stuff. how exciting. I drank champers and played the campest tunes in town. and the world at large got very drunk for a thursday night. such fun.
Friday, weeeeeeell, friday saw weird girls night. It was a TRIUMPH. triumph i tell you. The ladies were incredible. The full photo album is available to view HERE. You must look at the full size last supper at the very least. I am genius.
This is the video we made. I would like to add there were no rehearsals. The girls had no planned moves except the obvious one. I only filmed 7 minutes worth to make into this.
I am never bored ladies and gentlemen. never.
I am going to be even less bored this week as Saturday is No Limits and the media whoring commences. I have photoshoots, interviews, radio shows to attend. That's not even mentioning the fact I start work within the next week with Smekkleysa and the GusGus myspace is actually pretty time consuming... at some point i have to book a flight to the Uk and one to the Bahamas as Stebbi said i can go and stay on his boat there, and my word, i am going to. Woop. excitement.
I am sitting writing this entry as quick as i can before i have to go get Fanny from the bus depot. As i write i giggle as its just started snowing like crazy and only last night i assured The Fanjita she didn't need her snow clothes as its been much warmer. Shows what I know.
The week past has been fairly low key. The calm before the storm so to speak. I played 2 corporate DJ gigs last week, one was a massive school dance and one was a smaller uni gig. The school one scared me. Viking kids are insane. Within 10 seconds of entering the premises I witnessed a girl being fingered and 2 puking.
I was introduced to the concept of a 'Death room'. A place where kids passing out or choking on their vomit can go and be looked after until their parents come. It was scary. Curver asked me if we had these in the UK, I replied that I had only ever seen such things at illegal raves, not at school dances.
The girls bathroom was like an animal pen and in all honesty I have never seen anything like it. Luckily no alcohol was allowed on the premises so although this meant the kids drank as much as they could beforehand, thusly increasing the casualty count, it meant that the continual consumption of water rendered them more sober as time went on. Regardless, it was like animal farm, and i left very happy to be sober and walking straight.
These two nights were late and thusly I didn't go out. It was Kalli's birthday on the friday and Svenni and I showered him with gifts and waffles with birthday candles.
He came over at the weekend and we watched films and hid away from the downtown area. I was thankful for such as this week with the Fanjita is packed. Tonight it is the America's Next Top Model final and by request of Anders we are having a mini party here.
We are going to do a fashion shoot first where we all have to be a tool (Sveinbjörg's idea) and then after we are going to judge them. Yes really.
Then tomorrow I, or Kiki-Ow rather, is Djing at the newly revamped Q bar. There will be free booze and I am looking forward to being able to play something more varied from just 90s stuff. Should be much fun indeed.
Friday sees the WEIRD GIRLS night. The wonderous WREJ magazine has a printed offshoot starting called SHUT. I demand you go to the website and check it STRAX.
Anyway one of the themes of this virgin issue will be WEIRD GIRLS. sooo i am having a weird girls party. About 14 of us are going to congregate in my flat, dress up, face paints, fake blood, whatever and do photo shoots and generally wreak havoc. I also have an idea involving tape, glowsticks and a video camera but we shall have to see how that pans out. Know this, there will be much visual after this weekend. oh yes there will. This is my outfit, well one of them, its my mobster Jesus. I am a hot man.
I met with the President yesterday and I am now going to be the myspace manager for GusGus and Pineapple records. Not only will this keep me out of trouble but it means I am listening to the new album Forever which you must buy on monday when its released in store. oooooh me likey. This little job fits very nicely for with i will be doing for Smekkleysa and the new company which I can't talk much about yet.... oooh mystery innit.
That's about it for now people, remember to buy your tickets online for the 90s night at nasa.is and i will leave you with this amazing image drawn by the lovely Lina who runs Bjork.com.
I don't wish to start sounding like my grandma and great aunt mabel at one of their coffee mornings but i have to talk about the weather again. i haven't lived anywhere that the elements are so extreme, nor where they affect me physically and emotionally in the way they do here.
today, well the last week more or less, i am hyper. seriously seriously hyper, more energy than the duracell bunny itself. i have started giggling whilst walking from a to b and the giggles quite often escalate until i either start skipping or stop and bend over double. it is as bright and clear as a very bright clear thing indeed. the air is fresh but the wind is almost non existent and i doubt my cheeks have ever been as pink as they are now.
shortly i will have to pause this entry and pop down to the lake to slide around on the ice as Anders wants to. I will get back to Anders in a minute and introduce him properly. for now, back to the climate.
ignoring december's month of wickety wack, i have been quite unbothered by the lack of the light and the cold. i say unbothered but what i realise i mean now is, i haven't noticed a dramatic difference in myself. with a day like today, the burst of energy which feels like a shot of mdma and adrenaline mixed together instigated purely by the brilliance of the sun and longer daylight hours, it is impossible to ignore the effect the season has had.
i am a lucky one, a great many of my friends have been trapped in offices or stores during the 10-5 chunk of the day which the sun is present. I have been able to make sure i go out in it every day. even if just for a short walk. it makes all the difference. and Anders has been more or less free in the daytimes too for much messing about and being silly.
Anders is a milestone new friend. Purely because he was a complete stranger with whom i had no connection and made friends with NOT through myspace. Myspace has enabled me to meet so many different people and i love it but it was nice to do it the old fashioned way. He writes and spends his hours in the same coffeehouse and was brazen enough to come talk to me. He is here for a few months writing from Denmark and is much fun indeed even if he does like to ridicule me, it only makes me laugh until i hurt.
To catch up on events rather than a weather report, we went to the lagoon last week. Yes yes i know, i go often. But wouldn't you? We pootled down there and as it happened, Lilja's school were there so we messed around and chillaxed as one tends to do there.
Last week also we went for a little adventure along to look at Esja, how i love that mountain. Its a different colour every day you know. I always wave and say hello to it when i go past. My icelandic friends think i am mental, but its because i never want to get to the point where i don't notice it anymore.
We also tentatively went on the frozen pond. i say tentatively because in the uk we are told from a young age YOU WILL DIE IF YOU STEP ON A FROZEN POND so i am more than a little nervous. to be fair, you probably will end up with more than frostbite if you do this in the UK as its never frozen enough, so dont try this at home folks...
Saturday night saw a proper night out. The first proper realtime fun all night night out. We (Björg, Hulda, Anders, Eva, Magga Sigga and I) arrived at Sveinbjörg's and smashed enough gin to floor an elephant then headed out to Sirkus as Biggi Viera was playing. We danced on chairs and got home via pizza king (hallowed be thy name) at silly o clock. Most of us were floored on Sunday but yes funfun it was.
Extra awards go to Beta who came after going to a fancy dress party as the dead pregnant bride from kill bill. she scared the living shit out of everyone. bravo.
PAUSE. /PAUSE.
I have just returned from the frozen pond and even called my mum from on it because i knew i would freak her out. ahem. heheheeeee. i need to get some skates like Eva.
Sooooo yes people, apart from a large portion of outdoorsyness I have continued my cookathon. Last night i made Lilja some of my bastard ciabatta. Its almost traditional ciabatta, but with olives and rosemary and garlic and parmesan cooked in it. NAMMIIIIiiiiii.
Previous dishes over the last few weeks include...
thai cod with lime ginger and chilli, cucumber slithers and roasted nuts.
japanese chilli chicken ramen noodles.
indian tiger prawn curry served with bombay potatoes and corriander naan bread.
and stupid amounts of others which i forgot with hunger to photograph - i am putting together a cookery book, not one to publish, but one to pass on when i am old. well i think its a good idea anyway. so já anyone want to hire me as housekeeper, i would be deeeelighted.
that's all for now, as this is a long rant for the day, i shall leave you with this wonderful photo dearest joey took of me back in october that i have only just seen. i want to find spock and have logical babies.
