"As I tore open the wrapping paper of my gift from my aunt and uncle (who lived in a slightly bigger small town that had things like MTV and Walmart), I didn’t recognize the beguiling woman on this new, very beige CD. Who was she? Was she crying or praying? What’s that on her eyes? How do you pronounce that?"
Check out this great personal essay by Rick Herron on Bjork's Debut
on the New Museum tumblr.
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