
The confirmation candidate pedals furiously around Axarfjordur and into his teenage years.
The future is a blank page, the past more or less the same. He is leaving home for the first time, ahead of him five years in Reykjavik: Pop music, wearing winkle-pickers and doing the Twist, the apostles John, George, Paul, and Ringo, cubism, poetry and the iceberg principle, literature, jazz, freedom, and creativity. Transformed into an incorrigeble poet in a beret and a long scarf, he’s engulfed by the world of art and he’s never coming back.
FRETTATIMINN WEEKLY
VIDSJA, ICELANDIC NATIONAL RADIO