Let's get this out of the way: Bjork's voice is fucking annoying, and it's prevented me from getting through her albums for years.
But! I like what she does with it: the melodies are bonkers, the subject matter seen from alien angles, the backing beating Radiohead to a half-dozen punches by a decade or two. The album's unique. That's not nothing.
But! It's also icy, distant, unrelatable. It's showy in its strangeness, with none of Radiohead's engagement with our times, none of Sigur Ros's born-from-space effortlessness. It's unwillingness to entice me, to appeal to me, to speak a single uninflected, undecorated word, keeps me from treating it as more than a curiosity 3/5
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