An evening of Islandic and Faroese music at the Nordic House
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We made it back to
I made my way back to the guesthouse to have dinner, a rest, and write a bit on the previous day’s blog. Soon, it was time to go. In my quest to same money as this trip is actually a bit outside my normal trip budget, I walked to my concert…..about 2 miles. A taxi would have cost me 12 euro each way, now way!!! Oh, also, the busses stop running after .
I paid attention as the bus driver had passed the Nordic House on the way in to town. So, it was easy, just far. I made it there in plenty of time, so I had a glass of wine, to relax a bit.
The Nordic House is an art museum as well and music venue so, I was able to see a bit of Foroyar art….not bad. The building is quite interesting in that it uses cues from nature for its design.
The bell rang for all to be seated. I had no idea what I was in for but, I was in the front row. There was a folksy feel to the setup or maybe an MTV unplugged atmosphere.
Soon the band and backup singer came out. Then the guys made their dramatic appearance. They immediately started singing. I didn’t understand a word but, didn’t expect to. It was music and I would be able to find enjoyment in exploring what another culture listens to.
They sang more Islandic music than Foroyar with a few culturally significant pieces thrown into the more modern mix. I mean no disrespect when I say this but, I think the concert featured the Clay Aikens of
During the break they were selling their CD. I bought one and will expose my friends and family to musical expression from some place different.
After the concert was over, the guys made themselves available to autograph the CDs.
I made my way out and headed back the two miles to the guesthouse. It was raining now and I was happy that I had brought the umbrella that everyone seemed to be starring at. They don’t really use umbrellas here. They get destroyed. I have a super German one and I think it was damaged on this day out at Kirkjubour.
Anyway, I walked a surprisingly quiet city center at on a Saturday night. Where were all the people?
In the room, I had a little snack and then wrote on the blog for awhile.
After a long and wonderful day of experiencing the nature, history, culture, and friendliness of the people, it was time for sleep. I’m so happy that I made the effort to go to Kirkjubour. It was a memorable experience. I’m, also, happy that I went to the concert. It provided a bit of insight into the people.
What would tomorrow bring. I was thinking of taking the ferry, somewhere. I hope the weather is good…maybe even a touch of sun!?