#34: Björk
There is no one like Björk—and that’s the whole point. Icelandic, iconoclastic, and deeply emotional, she turned alien squeaks into lullabies and classical strings into dance anthems. Her voice doesn’t ask for approval—it unfolds, unpredictable and feral, equal parts whisper and war cry.

From Debut to Vespertine to Medúlla, Björk shattered genre and reassembled sound into galaxies. She sings like someone painting on a wall no one else can see. Critics scramble to define her. Fans surrender to her. Björk isn’t just music—she’s movement, emotion in motion, forever spinning out of reach, and that’s where her magic lives.