It’s interesting. I was in Brazil this summer for the festival. People spend all year making their costumes, then in March they get post-carnival depression so everyone goes to the psychiatrist. We get it after Christmas ! All their costumes are torn, lying on their bed. I really recommend this carnival. I went to this town called Salvador. It’s not so commercial, more like voodoo. In Rio De Janeiro, it’s more like Ricky Martin, drag queen sort of thing. In Salvador you get these 70 year old black women with outfits made of tinfoil, who go into a trance with all this drumming. I’d love to go again. But it’s too hot for Icelandic people.

I-D magazine #244 , june 2004