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4AD week part 10, the final installment — and appropriately, the final Cocteau Twins single. For the final final (and ultimate) Cocteau Twins song, come this way.
“Stars led to sky, toe led to thigh, tumor to breast, then stopped. What you can’t see is her tiny mouth squealing and shrieking with laughter, dispensing with each little toe, each little finger. The audience is waiting.”
4AD week part 7: the aural equivalent of Pasolini’s Salò. More Scott Walker.
4AD week part 6, where we find A.R. Kane on their only 4AD release, having an unholy hallucinatory threeway with Cocteau Twins and Lee Perry. Just a couple of months later, these guys released this little thing as M/A/R/R/S, and the world was never quite the same again.
“I have a fish nailed to a cross on my apartment wall, it sings to me with glassy eyes and quotes from Kafka. I have a man, it follows my hips with his hands. I’m laughing at a man, it follows my lips with his melting eyes.”
4AD week part 4.
Cocteau Twins, Crushed
It’s official now: today is the beginning of 4AD week around here.
“Your sister says that I’m no good. I’d reassure her if I could.”
I’m going to a place where mornings sound like this.