Bjork has lost her Medulla
No better way to start a wayward blog than by commenting on the ever-capricious Bjork. We recently saw a list of the great shit-bags albums of 2005, only to find ourselves annoyed when encountering Bjork’s album, Medulla. We’ll admit to a bit of fanboy excitement when the album first came out, but that was quickly tarnished once we heard the long procession of crap that emitted from our speakers. Bjork finally went off the deep end, and no number of Goose dresses will place her back in the good graces of our hipster pantheon. Maybe she needs to bite the bullet and marry 50 Cent so she can stay on the cutting edge of her productions? Clearly, homegirl needs to get over getting dumped by Goldie and pick herself up from her bootstraps!
Okay, so we understand she was trying to be “artistic” by making an album without instruments, but what resulted was a wrecked, shriek-addled production. The elfish mess miss has retrograded to kindergarten antics, leaving us $15 shortchanged and irked.
Short of the expertly performed, awesomely charged, “Where is the Line?”, this whole album falls flat like a newbie on a treadmill. Maybe it was her collaboration with Rahzel that managed to pull that one off?
Word of advice for Bjorky: Leave the beatboxing to the experts, missy, lest you go the way of Yoko Ono.
Medulla sucked. Boycott Bjork’s childish antics this time around.
PS: Don’t even try to attack us like you did that little Asian chick in the airport. Cuz we know Karate and we ain’t scared to knock a bitch out! Wacha!
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