Discogs Collectors’ Tales #044: The List By SeattleHockey

by hazed81

I got back into vinyl in 2011 after about a 15 hiatus, and I was looking forward to our trip to Reykjavik that year for Iceland Airwaves so I could take my first stab at doing some international digging.    I was really getting into old school punk and new wave at the time, but I had a hard time finding any info on the 1980s scene in Iceland.  However, there was an eBay seller from Reykjavik, and I scoured his listings looking for any references to "punk" or "new wave" that fit that general time period, and by time we touched down in Iceland I had a list of probably 15 or so records to search for.  I was a bit nervous about heading into Reykjavik's Lucky Records with my list.  Would the language be a problem?  Would they just think I was crazy?  Would they even have any of this seemingly obscure stuff?  So I walked down to the shop, looked in the used local section a little, and then sheepishly handed my list to the owner.  And that’s how I came to meet Ingvar.  Ingvar looked at the list.  Looked at me.  Looked back at the list.  Looked at me.    “Where did you get this list?”  Me:  “This was all stuff I found on eBay.”  “Yeah, those listings are all mine.”  He brought out a small handful of records for me to look at, and I immediately pulled out Purrkurr Pillnikk’s “Ehgjl En” and put it aside in my “buy pile”, then began listening to some of the others.  With the ice broken Ingvar made a few more trips to his back room, and I walked out of the store with a nice little stack of Icelandic gems.  We’ve continued to go to Iceland Airwaves every year, and each trip involves multiple trips to Lucky Records (and a full record bag).  We’ve met Ingvar’s family and broken bread with them, and the shop is a second home to us on these trips.  I even bumped into Bjork there once.  But the friendships are the most lasting, important thing that came from that first visit – Ingvar, Gestur, Jóhannes, and the rest of the Lucky Records family.I got back into vinyl in 2011 after about a 15 hiatus, and I was looking forward to our trip to Reykjavik that year for Iceland Airwaves so I could take my first stab at doing some international digging.    I was really getting into old school punk and new wave at the time, but I had a hard time finding any info on the 1980s scene in Iceland.  However, there was an eBay seller from Reykjavik, and I scoured his listings looking for any references to "punk" or "new wave" that fit that general time period, and by time we touched down in Iceland I had a list of probably 15 or so records to search for.  I was a bit nervous about heading into Reykjavik's Lucky Records with my list.  Would the language be a problem?  Would they just think I was crazy?  Would they even have any of this seemingly obscure stuff?  So I walked down to the shop, looked in the used local section a little, and then sheepishly handed my list to the owner.  And that’s how I came to meet Ingvar.  Ingvar looked at the list.  Looked at me.  Looked back at the list.  Looked at me.    “Where did you get this list?”  Me:  “This was all stuff I found on eBay.”  “Yeah, those listings are all mine.”  He brought out a small handful of records for me to look at, and I immediately pulled out Purrkurr Pillnikk’s “Ehgjl En” and put it aside in my “buy pile”, then began listening to some of the others.  With the ice broken Ingvar made a few more trips to his back room, and I walked out of the store with a nice little stack of Icelandic gems.  We’ve continued to go to Iceland Airwaves every year, and each trip involves multiple trips to Lucky Records (and a full record bag).  We’ve met Ingvar’s family and broken bread with them, and the shop is a second home to us on these trips.  I even bumped into Bjork there once.  But the friendships are the most lasting, important thing that came from that first visit – Ingvar, Gestur, Jóhannes, and the rest of the Lucky Records family.