That said, it would be nice if I had something to drink thats actually worthy of my beer glass instead of this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this.I forgot what bon mot I was going to end this sentence with.Personally, this is my favourite Cocteau Twins album, and really the only one that I choose to rate so highly.
![]() Theres just something that doesnt sit right with me when it comes to Treasure. Sometimes thats great, but more often than not I prefer this honey-like gloopiness. Published. I remember waking up early in the morning, driving back from my apartment to my parents house totally hung over. One of those drives where when its over you have no recollection of how the fuck you made it home. But I distinctly remember opening the windows to get some air and blasting Heaven or Las Vegas to wake myself up. Eyes glazed, I undoubtedly played air drums right before the last chorus. This story doesnt really have any thematic relation to HOLV and is pretty much meaningless. The title track is probably middle of the road when it comes to this album too. ![]() I just cant think of a band that stirs my subconscious more or is capable of defining periods of my life better than the Cocteau Twins. The songs on this album engage you with melody and instrumental atmosphere, and then, at some point, break into epiphany. Theyre beautiful, but they will go beyond and blast you off into a sky thats just made out of shining colors and textures. But it doesnt take long for the next song to draw me back in and then blast me off again. Theyre twisting and floating compositions and Elizabeth Frasers ethereal vocals are their goddess (the vocals are omniscient)-- when a harmonic change occurs, it seems her voice saw it coming all along and youre both following the melody as you were before but the ground has been pulled out from under you. Some of the songs instead create the epiphany with something more like a traditional chorus-structure; the title-track is a fine example of this, and while thats a consistently gorgeous little piece, for me it doesnt have the same effect as some of the others like I Wear Your Ring or Wolf in the Breast. In any case, this album is a realization of joy amidst a colorful citys night sky. There are brews which will knock you on your ass, make you their bitch and have you screaming for more, beers thatll get the job done even if theyre not dazzling in any way, shape or form and still others which taste like they were poured out of someones rancid old boot. As I retype this sentence (which I had typed before but had to redo this whole thing from scratch, as I accidentally clicked away from the page, stupid fucking me) I polished off the last of a bottle of Coors about ten minutes or so ago. Which might be why Im having to backspace every eight or nine characters.Im a dreadful typist under the best of circumstances but holy hell am I sloppy like (insert relevant personplacething here) tonight. As someone with an any-port-in-a-storm mentality toward my vices, Ill drink it and not crow about it too much (waste not want not and all that cal, and after all, its there so I might as well) and it technically qualifies as swill so it isnt like I should be going in expecting a sip of the nectar of the gods.
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