Monday, 8.11.03: Went to Bjork at Hollywood Bowl. The sunset was tremendous. The clouds formed a unique pattern whose edges were tinged with the fiery orange of the setting sun. 7:30 showtime with two opening acts then Bjork finally came on at 9:30PM! She was fancy fresh as usual. Her simulation of dancing was more like a child fooling around by her mother's side in some shopping line but her voice was impeccably her. The Icelandic Octet that accompanied her was fantastic. As she pranced in front of the octet, I couldn't help but feel slight embarrassment when I started imagining what they might be thinking as their classical career arc put them up at some sold-out pop concert when they could barely get 300 people to watch them perform Dvorak. "Zhank-hew", Bjork would meekly say after each set. You're welcome!