... And then this: Although I am a fan and really (almost) all plates can call my own. I'm out! This Gefiepse and Gezurre, singing always the same. What were those days when every song had a different color. Melodies - or sometimes not, no matter. Experimental and original. Yes, that was what. But this year, that's really hard to bear. Even if I open myself and very, very doll wants. It has all the good old Björk - to do with what we love little. Respect for your work-up, respect for the courage. But unfortunately is musically very little encouraging. You sit so formally before the player and wait. If there's what? In the end, perhaps, in quicksand ... because we have a touch of class, the collapses after several seconds, like ... oh, never mind that. Too Bad. Björk wants to be at any cost otherwise, okay. But I'm - as I said, get out. ..and but I hope for the next slice - and reflection!