It’s obviously no secret that I’m a huge admirer of Björk. Her voice sends chills to different parts of my being. Her pixie-like performance style is not only interesting, but something of a wonder in the world of so-called pop performers. She’s not at all delicate, not at all what most would consider “normal.” She’s a blazing piece of music flash that’s unbelievably brilliant and unwaveringly sublime.
Her stint on MTV Unplugged in the early 90s showcases her carefree embracing of her performance space, no matter how small or large. The genuine sparkle and fire of her personality meshes very well with the intimacy of her audience. She allows every member the chance to peek into her world, giving everyone a glimpse at the purity in her delivery. Truly a gift to anyone who remembers the genius and fearlessness of MTV in the 90s.
You always did know what channels I keep going back to.
Sensation . . .
I feel your lips trickle over my body like you’re pouring a spring.
Danger . . .
Presents its well-worn path but I’ll continue to tread.
Green apple stained lips touchin’ on those pink;
I yearn for the very thing I can’t reach.
I try not to pay doubters with the dimes for my thoughts,
So I choose loan the worrisome money to you.
Perhaps you can pay for a trip around the little world
Or explore my mind’s amusement park
(A tired worker will help if you get lost).
I’m here to impress without bribing myself off.
Do you like what you hear
‘Cause it’s the sound of the legs of my mind running round ‘n’ round?
Come and take a walk with me, darling.
You might hear thoughts of you echoing from the atoms of the air.
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