I’ve never been an “I have a crush on a celebrity” type of guy—just never seemed like a productive expenditure of energy, you know? Having said that, there is one celebrity on whom it could legitimately be said I have a crush: Björk. Actually, she’s more of an artist than a celebrity. Part of why I dig her, I suppose.
Wonder Woman, her parents and I saw Björk perform at Radio City Music Hall just a few weeks after 9/11. She was phenomenal, and the beauty and impact of her talent and creativity were all the more amplified by the recency of the worst horror I’d ever witnessed, and my proximity to the site where that horror took place.
I haven’t seen her perform live since that 2001 concert, but I stumbled across this today, and it confirmed for me that she is just as creative and spectacular in concert as I remember:
That, ladies and gentlemen, is talent. (And, yes, I agree that the other woman is fairly distracting … but she has an interesting backstory, and I admire Björk for trying to incorporate her, nonetheless.)
On a related note: Years ago, my brother ran into Björk at a club in Boston. She hugged him. I’m jealous.