Iceland
I: So, what do you feel like listening to tonight?
She: Can you throw together a mix of, say, Icelandic music?
I: Ahem. As a matter of fact [pleased that all the endless anal-retentive hours of organizing and tagging his mp3 collection may finally prove useful to his significant other], I can. There, how's that?
Múm song plays....
Amiina song plays....
Bang Gang song plays....
Björk song plays....
She: I like this Björk song.
I: Yeah, me too.
Emiliana Torrini song plays....
Sigur Rós song plays....
She: How many bands from Iceland do you have?!?
I: [looks up at iTunes] Nine.
She: That's. . . .
I: . . . Like half the population of the country. I know. Musical folks, those Icelanders. . . .
She: Can you throw together a mix of, say, Icelandic music?
I: Ahem. As a matter of fact [pleased that all the endless anal-retentive hours of organizing and tagging his mp3 collection may finally prove useful to his significant other], I can. There, how's that?
Múm song plays....
Amiina song plays....
Bang Gang song plays....
Björk song plays....
She: I like this Björk song.
I: Yeah, me too.
Emiliana Torrini song plays....
Sigur Rós song plays....
She: How many bands from Iceland do you have?!?
I: [looks up at iTunes] Nine.
She: That's. . . .
I: . . . Like half the population of the country. I know. Musical folks, those Icelanders. . . .