I saw Bjork at the Melbourne Sports and Entertainment Centre on March 12 1996. It was right up there with the best concerts I'd ever seen. And although her albums were full of beats and lots of club atmosphere she replaced strings with an accordion (the band was also very simple) and just let the songs and her fantastic voice do their work. I was glued to the stage. My mind didn't wander once. Those songs on Debut sounded better plus she had the new songs from Post which had just come out. It was also the only night I've ever taken a pair of binoculars to a gig. And they were good ones so they brought me up real close. Unfortunately I've never taken to another gig. Maybe they made me too conspicuous. Oh and I was on the side so I came away with a bit of a sore neck. But while the music played and Bjork just glowed I didn't notice.
And of all her songs this is the one that gets to me every time. It's the lyrics with their details and the singer at the top of a cliff looking down at the waves. While her lover sleeps. It's almost a companion piece to Kate Bush's "Wuthering Heights" in the atmosphere it creates. This was one of my Walkman classics. Press the play button and it sound tracked the everyday things people were doing and made them something a little more special. It takes you some place else. Nothing better than that.
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