I'm in my post-superfan Bjork revisitation & appreciation era.
So many years later and this song, this video, this artist, still sweep me off my feet with joy and absolute astonishment. I just watched it, alone, giggling and quietly exclaiming "wtf!" to myself as I thought about how odd and childlike the whole experience is - visually, emotionally, and sonically.
Her mannerisms... like, she's acting, right? It's a music video, so she's being 'directed' to do whatever, and yet her mannerisms still appear to be authentic and fierce and terribly ORGANIC to me! That moment where she breaks the forth wall hits different now that I'm revisiting this piece of visual art directed by Sophie Muller. It seems so seriously awkward, like not even cheeky or intentional, just completely unexpected given the context, and I'm laughing nervously like, what a weirdooo! I wonder if she's awkward like that in person. She must be. Or maybe she was at the time and has adpated to the fame on another level since then. Maybe she's still like that. Also, that moment towards the end of the song where she stops singing and just falls back into the process of preparing the fried egg, switching seamlessly from ecstatic vocalizing, into this mundane little breakfast making ritual.
She’s perfect. I will most likely always love me some Björk.
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