Iceland always was appealing to a young Robert Waddington.
After learning to use an ebow and then struggling to somewhat appropriate Icelandic slang words, Robert stepped off the airplane and into micro-global folklore.
Robert began his musical career fighting epigone Evan Evans and his farming methods/musical hack ranch. Once Robert realized that Evan was an idiot with a DAW, he knew he could hit musical terra-firma the old fashioned way; plugging a guitar into an amp, lopping it through a effects rig, editing these live loops in real time and creating a wash of sonic beauty.
And some people listened.
These rabid listeners told a few more.
Robert's solid fan core has been known to commit crimes at the capricious behest of Mr. Waddington. This has lead Robert down a dark path. Fortunately, his music stays unattached to his vagaries.