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Icelandic singer songwriter who makes broccoli music for people who like broccoli music.
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If I were an ICE agent, I’d be embarrassed as hell that they were filing assault charges against mild mannered politicians in their 50s. Just how fucking soft are these little man babies? They seem like they’d burst into tears at the sound of a slammed door.

Yes! This!

There’s a special space in Heck reserved for people who order loud drinks during quiet concerts…

Gender "critical" ideology in a nutshell. (art by @vulgadrawings.bsky.social)

Í minni fjölskyldu eru vegalengdir mældar í Hvolpasveitum. Akureyri->Siglufjörður : Tvær Hvolpasveitir Akureyri -> Egilsstaðir : Níu Hvolpasveitir Akureyri-> Reykjavík : Tólf Hvolpasveitir

A couple of times in my career, I've run into wealthy people that either want to buy my guitar or make me play in a setting or way that crosses my boundaries. When I've refused and say my guitar is not for sale or the idea is not appropriate for me, they smugly answer: "Everything has a price." WTF?

True story: When J.K. Rowling visited Iceland on her yacht, she stopped by Ísafjörður, a beautiful seaside town in the West fjords. And instead of trying the cuisine of their legendary local restaurants, she ordered takeout from Reykjavik by helicopter. That was before her anti-trans arc.

Hvað gerðist annars eiginlega með Loksins í Leifsstöð?

There’s an infinite number of pairs of numbers that have both these qualities: A: Not “Zero sum” B: One is very high and the other one is negative. People that justify capitalist exploitation by saying the economy isn’t a “zero-sum game” are full of shit. Whether they are evil or dumb is a question

Troubadour luck is getting bad pollen allergy, visiting a pharmacy to get allergy pills, the pharmacist warning you about “drowsiness”, taking a pill, falling asleep on the train and waking up an hour after your destination, but it’s ok because it’s Deutsche Bahn and the train was 90 mins late. :-)

Ok… Ég er ekki þekktur fyrir að vera einhver hraðskreiður Göngu-Hrólfur. En kommon! Ég er að taka smá göngutúr til heilsubótar á miðjum túr og bara reyna að halda sæmilegum takti. Og það var pínulítil gömul kona að labba framúr mér. Nei nú hringi ég í Jens!

*Me, wanting to take the tram in München and paying for my fare.* Sign on tram stop: buy tickets with the app! Super simple, one stop! 5 minutes later: “Step 59: Please give your grandmother on your father’s side birth date and village, as well as the name of the priest who baptised her.”

Cute grumpy ginger cat on train alert!!!

Uppáhalds mindfuckið mitt: Einhver: Hæ, hvað segirðu? / Hvað er að frétta af þér? / Annað óformlegt spjall. Ég (Með uppsprengdu átjándu aldar yfirlæti): Síðan hvenær erum við DÚS?!?

I love how one of the arguments from GenAI lovers is unironically “doing the work is gatekeeping.” Doing… the… work… is… gatekeeping… I couldn’t make this shit up.

Few things make me happier than having missed the whole “Ghiblify me” debacle.

I shiver at the thought, but in all the chaos of #signalgate I am pretty confident that the only real consequence of the whole thing will be Elon Musk going bananas about not being part of a group chat and demanding to be included in the future, making everyone cringe squared.

I have two days off on this 35 day long European tour. Tonight, I’m spending one of them in Nürnberg, drinking a very nice beer and generally just zoning out. This morning, I woke up at 6 a.m. like almost every morning the last three weeks. Tomorrow I will try to sleep until 9. The little things ❤️

Drottinn blessi mótþróaþrjóskuröskunina mína. <3

Life is good :-) At Csello Mühle in Oslip, Austria.

I am equally excited and mortified about the sheer Balkanization that will consume the conservative movement when their Tito dies and the inevitable astronomical power/ego vacuum that will follow.

Average bootlicker: “Musk has 500 billion dollars! What have you done?!? What are you worth?!? Loser!” Me: “I have four children, all of which I love unconditionally and they love me back.” They seem to be laboring under the misconception that normal people give a shit about being a billionaire.

Besta Star Trek áhöfnin, bara rétt svör

Danish cinema vs. Hollywood Case study - Mads Mikkelsen Danish roles: Traumatised soldier Neurotic butcher Struggling Priest with brain tumor Kindergarten teacher accused of pedophilia Schoolteacher drinking casually at work Hollywood roles: Stoic villain Stoic villain Stoic villain Stoic villain

Trust is a piggy bank. Once you break it, it’s shattered and you can’t just pretend it’s still there and keep putting money in. It’s broken and it will take a long time to rebuild. That’s why the situation with the USA is so serious. The trust is broken and it will take a very long time to fix

Met up with my wonderful friend Jens Komnick, an amazing musician and a lover of life. We found our doppelgangers…

Just a quick one take, all mistakes allowed, version of my song “Isn’t it funny?”