Singalong! Army of Me by Bjork

Bjork!  I first heard of her in when I was a young and impressionable teenage girl reading one of those magazines for young and impressionable teenage girls.  It was talking about making a mix CD (yes, mix CDs!) with your boyfriend to celebrate your sweet young love.  They instructed that you had to accept him and his musical choices without too much judgement, meaning that the "sweet" LL Cool J song you love might have to go next to the "gag-worthy" Bjork song he loves.  You must be okay with this because loving someone is about accepting all of them, weird music taste and all.

In retrospect, a) I wonder why on earth this stuck with me all these years, of all the things I read.  Could I not have retained their advice on... okay, I'm drawing a blank for anything from those magazines I wish I'd remembered, so whatever.  B) I question and/or applaud the fact that they consider Bjork to have a stereotypically male fan base.  Personally, if I was generalizing, I would have switched the Bjork and LL Cool J references around.  But of course, at the time, I'd never even heard of Bjork, so maybe they were right.

Now I love her!  Her, and the army she rode in with.  Even though I'm too lazy to put the umlaut over the J in her name.

ARMY OF ME

by Bjork

stand up

you've got to manage

i won't sympathize

anymore

and if you complain once more

you'll meet an army of me

you're allright

there's nothing wrong

self-sufficience please!

and get to work

and if you complain once more

you'll meet an army of me

you're on your own now

we won't save you

your rescue-squad

is too exhausted

and if you complain once more

you'll meet an army of me