Björk – Vespertine (2001)
When you hear the idiomatic response, “I’m picking up what you’re putting down,” would you say the respondent:
i) understands what is being said
ii) likes what is being said?
I imagine Björk & long distance running would qualify as strange bedfellows.
Until this week, I wouldn’t have pictured it working, but Vespertine has been a terrific soundtrack for my recent jogs (with a soft j, as in Björk).
The reason: every time I listen/run, I get completely swept up in the Vespertine atmosphere.
For a running enthusiast like myself, that’s a great during-run feeling. I wouldn’t say I immersed in the record but it certainly distracted me from any pain/fatigue and provided timely if unintentional motivational quotes (“You’re trying too hard” around the 4K mark, “I love him” upon completion of the 5K loop).
This is my first foray into the Björk discography (she has 3 among the 1001). I hope the others (Debut & Medúlla) work equally well in the long distance running context.
Especially given that the combined running length of those 2 records would be a good target half marathon running length!
Returning to my initial question, did I pick up what Björk put down? No and Yes.
I didn’t have the foggiest idea what was going on lyrically. Her enunciation was fine, my attention here to such details as words/themes/song meanings, not so fine.
Instead, I continually ended up in a delightful fog of unmistakably Björk sounds, a fog I’d happily drift through again.
You pickin’ up what I’m puttin’ down?