“Shut up,” she said, “I don’t want nobody!”

Alex and I wanted to listen to Suede’s Autofiction together for the first time (“god, I’m pretty sure there are people shipping us in an alternative universe” XD) so…that’s what we’re doing right now and HOLY HECK, it’s so good. SO good.

Like, we’re only up to “What am I Without You?” and I’ve been in tears twice and the remaining tracks can be utter shite and I would still love this album with all my heart, oh my god.

(The fact that we are both technically on the album itself is just the delicious icing on the jagged edged beauty of a cake.)

Just…just…this album is gorgeous. Fucking gorgeous.

our resonance where we DO connect

Okay, I admit it, I gave in. I’ve listened to Björk’s two singles released BEFORE “Fossora” is released. Usually I treat Björk albums like boxes of superfine chocolates that I save until release day and then just glut myself on wholly and completely — I mean, it’s Björk. How can you not? But it’s been a butt of fortnight, so I decided to treat myself.

If I can be half as creative and flexible as she is, one day, I’ll consider myself an artist. “Ovule” is a bloody gem, pun wholly intended, and “Atopos” is LIFE.