a young generation called sykur.

Of late, Reykjavik has been outdoing itself in proffering a veritably groaning selection of creative confectionary; much to the benefit of the sweet teeth and slavering imaginations of the world’s culture vultures. But now, plucked from the top drawer, there is a morsel of such rare succulence that it is sure to gain attention even beyond the cordoning velvet rope that sequesters the art world’s N.I.P (Nearly Important People). Sykur (meaning Sugar) are a nascent 3 piece electro group (Stefán, Halldór and Kristján are 16, 17 and 19 respectively) whose tracks are sweet and fun enough to warrant pleated, waxen presentation cases (by Gazed Digital)