i think that’s what most icelanders lack in general, or people from so-called ‘developed’ countries. and obviously i’m not generalising this to ‘all’ of them. but from what i’ve witnessed so far, icelandic people are so addicted to confirming their being narcissistic, superior, cool and unique about themselves hence often become so narrow-minded and weirdly judgmental about people in the third-world countries. well this applies not only to iceland, but also countries like england, us, france, germany etc. why should anyone speak english in the first place anyways especially for the ones in the far east? and i’d also like to add to whoever replied the following: growing up in a country with such a fierce spirit of independence as Iceland that wide scale conformity like Koreas must be weird and a bit put offish- yes it is very uncool and like needy-puppy to be korean that iceland is like a sizzling hot water and korea is a warm beer. why can’t these people see through the superfice? why can’t you take the warm heart for granted? let’s face it, asia is over-populated and it’s inevitable that our lifestyle ends up looking cramped and restricted. and why is it always the way that most westerners come to our countries to financially exploit our resources whilst they do whatever they can to prevent us to have a gig in their sun-shining utopia?

i’ve been a life-long admirer of the current and the icelandic music scene (old and new), and i’m not gonna lie that i’ve been nourished by the freedom i could possibly imagine by being born here but at the same time i feel hurt because every time i see these musicians making really superficial remarks about us and their ever-so-biased attitudes. i regret that i even visited the country on my own countlessly but every time i felt a huge isolation. if an icelander had the same passion to korean music and culture, would have been treated differently.

i promise to myself, that today i will shut down the wall and never listen to icelandic music not to be hurt again, by the people who create music that’s so seductive and beyond good that almost convinces that there’s a world that’s as beautiful as it sounds, but i should realise it’s not something for me. at the end of the day, it’s not for me anyways. it’s meant for them. so i won’t even taste it again, no matter how pleasant it is, how real it sounds to my heart, how meaningful and moving it gets, cause it is not genuine at all. it’s good but the result is bad for me, so in a way it’d be as bad as doing drug. music is such a deception, and every time i feel betrayed to see the dark side of beauty.. especially if i get interested in anything beyond the work itself. i won’t be trapped again by the fantasy. though it might be bland and not too sweet and edgy to be from asia, it’s more human.