Maybe it's just nostalgia for (or, um, flashbacks to) that intoxicating mid-90s cocktail of electronic dance music and alt-pop, but something about "Hyperballad" brings on gooseflesh, a barely contained sob to the throat and the desire to spin and spin and spin on a dance floor (or mountaintop). Actually, Bjork's entire fourth(ish) album is an incredible combination of weird and poignant and rip-your-guts out gorgeous and ... accessible (well, more or less) -- the kind of collection Bjork just doesn't put out anymore. And then there's "It's Oh So Quiet," quite possibly the weirdest Bjork song ever.