I'm a huge fan of record stores, and none more so than this little beaut.
It hasn't escaped me that I'm writing this on Record Store Day.
Talking of record stores, next time you’re in Reykjavík, try to get yourself to 12 Tónar on Skólavörðustígur. It’s tiny, but it’s painted bright yellow, so you won’t miss it. It’s a great little place, and they run a record label too. It has become a meeting place for Icelandic musicians and music lovers. The complete opposite of chain-run record stores, and a survivor of the encroaching preference for digital music, it is a record store that is run exactly how record stores should be run world over. You are encouraged to take your time and browse. You can listen to anything that tickles your fancy on CD players that are scattered around, and the owners even provide you with free coffee. How lovely is that? I have spent far too many hours in the basement of that little shop, lounging on leather sofas, sipping coffee and playing new Icelandic music one CD after another.