Further proving that the internet is one giant leaky faucet, Bjork was “artistically raped” after a number of songs from Vulnicura (sounds like Vulva, I know, which is maybe why Bjork is wearing a vagina jumpsuit on the cover of the album) were prematurely released in order to preempt any further damage.
Although the album, Bjork’s ninth one to date, was supposed to be released in March in order to coincide with her exhibit at the Museum of Modern Art in New York (that’s right, Bjork is important enough to warrant having an installation devoted to showcasing her career), the breadth of the album’s leaks were, like Madonna’s, too great to ignore.
Thus, it would seem a new precedent has been set already in the music industry for 2015–one in which hackers/music audiences are in control of lighting a fire underneath a musician’s ass in order to get an album sooner than it’s “ready.” This new paradigm further seeks to disempower and disembowel the artist in the twenty-first century. Nonetheless, Vulnicura does not sound rushed or underwrought by any stretch of the imagination. Its lush, dreamlike state shows us Bjork is still at her best, even if it is only a nine-track album that leaves you fiending for more (albeit each song is about ten minutes long). But maybe another computer geek can dig up some outtakes from the record soon enough.