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I first listened to Vespertine during a harrowing breakup, crying profusely while making my dinner, literally into the pan as I cooked, imbuing my meal with both the natural saltiness of my tears and the silkiness of Björk's inward croons and spirited, heart-rending wails. It was delicious.
Björk really held me down through that time. She has somehow encapsulated both the tender magic and the skin-shearing, irreversible aspects of Love's expression.
Favorite track: Undo.