To put it briefly, I’ll claim that Volta is Björk’s best album yet. It is the most perfect and the most immaculate, beyond any doubt in my mind.
Volta is a weird mess of an album, but it's also Björk's most approachable and immediate since Homogenic.
Volta could very easily sound scattered, but this isn't the case. Instead, it finds the perfect balance between the vibrancy of her poppier work in the '90s and her experiments in the 2000s.
Volta is a hotch-potch, a heady brew of strange and unsettling ingredients hop-scotched around by an artist who, a decade and a half since launching her solo career, still sounds like no-one else.
There are no eargasms along the lines of "Hyperballad", "Bachelorette", or "5 Years", but the whole thing is agreeable.
Volta is a strong album with memorable, remarkable tracks that have great variety, so much that the album loses cohesion.
By no measure is Volta a great album, but it is quite good. And, the deeper you delve, the more it has to offer.
Volta is arguably Bjork's loosest and most ruminative record, and though it touches on everything she's ever done, it's not as gripping or coherent as her best stuff.
Every song on Volta sounds like it was birthed in no fewer than 10 months, if not five years.
Where even her most divisive albums have managed to push her artistic boundaries, Volta feels limp and strangely empty-- almost unfinished.
Volta is one of those pretty-bad records that may stick around, may sound better in a few years.