COCTEAU TWINS LYRICS
HEAVEN ON LAS VEGAS
Cherry-Coloured Funk
Pitch the Baby Iceblink Luck Fifty-Fifty Clown Heaven or Las Vegas I Wear Your Ring Fotzepolitic Wolf in the Breast Road, River and Rail Frou-Frou Foxes in Midsummer Fires |
ALBUM CREDITS :
Paul West :Artwork Insert
Andy Rumball :Photography
Elizabeth Fraser :Vocals
Robin Guthrie :Guitar
Cocteau Twins :Producer Main Performer
ALBUM REVIEW :
Deciding to scale back the overly pretty sound on Blue Bell Knoll
while experimenting with more accessibility -- -- the Twins ended up creating
their best album since Treasure. From the start, Heaven... is simply fantastic:
on "Cherry-Coloured Funk", Guthrie's inimitable guitar work chimes leading a
low-key but forceful rhythm, while Raymonde's grand bass work fleshes it out.
Fraser simply captivates; her vocals are the clearest, most direct they've ever
been, purring with energy and life. Many songs have longer openings and
closings; rather than crashing fully into a song and then quickly ending,
instead the trio carefully builds up and eases back. These songs are still quite
focused, though, almost sounding like they were recorded live instead of being
assembled in the studio. Due credit has to be given to the Cocteaus' drum
programming; years of working with the machines translated into the detailed
work here, right down to the fills. "Fifty-Fifty Clown," starting with an
ominous bass throb, turns into a lovely showcase Fraser's singing and Guthrie's
more restrained playing. But the Twins don't completely turn their back on
Knoll's sound; "Iceblink Luck," has the same lush feeling and a newfound energy
-- the instrumental break is almost a rave-up! -- and everything pulses to a
fine conclusion. There are many moments of sheer Cocteaus beauty and power,
including the title track, with its great chorus, and two spotlight Guthrie
solos: "Fotzepolitic," a powerful number building to a rushing conclusion, and
the album-ending "Frou Frou Foxes in Midsummer Fires." Possessing the same
climactic sense of drama past disc-closers as "Donimo" and "The Thinner the
Air," it's a perfect way to end a near-perfect album.