We have just arrived in London, a bit sleep-deprived, but still OK. In a couple of hours we will have a soundcheck.
On the airport in Iceland I saw a band much loved by the majority of Icelandic folk, Stuðmenn. What they were up to, I don’t know. I also met a friend of Björk and me, Haraldur Jónsson, who is a brilliant sculpturist and poet. In addition I ran into an old friend who was the principal of The Reykjavík College of Music for a decade, Halldór Haraldsson. And I could see my tutor from the business university I recently studied in, he was having coffee. I knew many others too. This shows, of course, how small the Icelandic population is…
Apart from meeting people from my past, the trip from Iceland was like tiny journey through rock history. I have already mentioned Stuðmenn. In addition, the brass girls saw the guitarist from Queen at Heathrow, Brian May. I didn’t notice him, but the girls told me he was very hard to miss! And apparently we drove past his namesake’s home, Brian Dickinson of Iron Maiden, on our way to the hotel. I think Iron Maiden once came to Iceland.
Now, is that a good omen for the show tomorrow or what???
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