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Come nel dialogo del "Fedone" di Platone, Socrate, ormai prossimo alla morte, spira col suo "canto del cigno" accomiatandosi col più bello dei suoi discorsi sull'Anima, così ogni uomo, ogni vivente in ogni manifestazione artistica o culturale che sia, si congeda sempre col suo più bel canto prima di scomparire risucchiato dalla fine o dalla dimenticanza.
Così i Cocteau Twins, e con loro buona parte dei grandi autori che abbiamo perso per strada, dopo le grandi prove di "Treasure" e "Victorialand" lasciano palco e scena attraverso l' ultima fatica che ha sapore ancora di musica, quel canto del cigno del 1990 che è "Heaven or Las Vegas". E' l'ultima prova genuina di Fraser, Guthrie e Raymonde, l' ultimo lavoro dove ancora possiamo rivedere i sognanti fasti dei capolavori precedenti, l'ultimo album in assoluto: "Four Calendar Cafe" e "Milk and Kisses", ad esso seguenti non avranno più niente da dire.
In questo lavoro tutto scolorisce lentamente. E' un canto fievole, dimesso nelle sue prove più di richiamo come la title-track e l'orecchiabile "Iceblink Luck", un canto che ormai ha perso tutte le colorature gothic delle origini -"Garlands" sembra ormai un' eco lontana - e l'atmosfera sognante di quel meraviglioso dream-pop che tanto aveva fatto amare "Treasure" solo sei anni prima. Alcune atmosfere dense come quelle di "Fifty-fifty Clown" (un tentativo di richiamare il bell' esordio di "Five Ten Fiftyfold"?) e "Road, River and rail", una piccola avvolgente divagazione come "Fotzepolitic", qualche vocalizzo dei vecchi tempi di Liz, nient'altro.
Allora perché "canto del cigno"? Dov'è che la Fraser esala l'anima, e con lei il duo scozzese-inglese? Proprio alla fine dell'album, in quell'ultimo orgoglioso capolavoro che è "Frou-frou Foxes in Midsummer Fires", l'ultimo malinconico soffio vitale espirato dai Twins. Liz torna dolcemente a fare l'amore con le parole, riprende i vecchi schemi già cari a "Pandora" del 1983, dove con un abissale alliterazione di effe pareva giocare ad una dolce e trucida fellatio col microfono, ritorna a fare il bello e cattivo tempo con tutti i fonemi a disposizione, incanta e ammalia per lunghi minuti, ci rende succubi ed estenuati. Ecco il cigno spirare, si accomiata, fa capire che i Cocteau Twins si fermano qui, e la speranza di rivederli ancora come un tempo è forse affidata ad una seconda vita, quando in un non impossibile scenario futuro, perché no, li rivedremo ancora sulla scena ad ammaliarci con le loro sognanti nenie. Aspettiamo con ansia; intanto, risuona il canto della Fraser ancora non domo.
"... Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening
(pulled round)
Eyes on the usually science of cherry-colored
(trousers)
Limelight not the music it’s plain as as can be so
(tighter)
All of the time I improvise by making sure
(tighter)
It’s to wait for you
Rounder
Pulled rounder..."
Elenco tracce testi e samples
03 Iceblink Luck (03:18)
I'm seemin' to be a little odd
I'm happy again, caught, caught in time
You 'spose the daughter of yourself
Well, me, I give in to your arms
You're the mad, chokecherry coal
That will burn this old madhouse down
And I'll throw open like a walnut safe
More like a love that's a bottle of exquisite stuff, yes
You, yourself, and your father
Don't know but in your own ways
You're really both bone setters
Thank you for mending me babies
You're the mad, chokecherry coal
That will burn this old madhouse down
And I'll throw open like a walnut safe
You will seem that being throughout
That same bottle of exquisite stuff
Yes, you are the mad, chokecherry coal
That will burn this old madhouse down
And I'll throw open like the walnut safe
You, yourself, and your father
Don't know but in your own ways
You're really both bone setters
Thank you for mending me babies
04 Fifty-Fifty Clown (03:15)
I feel rewarded on being so ugly, eh
Oh, and you're a lone shadow
I feel rewarded on being so ugly, eh
I feel rewarded on being so ugly, eh
Oh, and you're a lone shadow
I feel rewarded on being so ugly, eh
Smile and face your wife angry
His life don't despise what's in eyes
He skips so as the seasons
To come as a breeze has
Again, ahead
We'll rust, our nose dust
A fine gard with pleased and, oh its true
Hill can't comfort the brain
He must come as he was
Again, ahead
And this is safe, flowing, love, soul and light
Motions aren't in the shape that emotions are
Good morning myth to somebody I call in light
Motions aren't in the shape that emotions are
And this is safe, flowing, love, soul and light
Motions aren't in the shape that emotions are
05 Heaven or Las Vegas (04:56)
Who'll ever win?
Gee, you're just so ephemeral
Go back for new
For new in vain, it failed
Singing on the famous street
I want to love me
Am I just in heaven or Las Vegas
It's so much more brighter than the sun is to me
He's a hustler
It's a role, he'll never make a suit
Hang on to this
So stay and spin and fail and fail
Who'll ever win?
Gee, you're just so ephemeral
Go back for new
For new in vain, it failed
Singing on the famous street
I want to love me
Am I just in heaven or Las Vegas
It's so much more brighter than the sun is to me
The chill must itch in my soul
That's like any old playing card
It must be why I'm thinking of Las Vegas
It's why it's more brighter than the sun is to me
Furthermore, let's blast it off
I'm dizzy so I go, another bit it off
Come fantasy, for a carnival
I'm empty before our wedding
Singing on the famous street
I want to love me
Am I just in heaven or Las Vegas
It's so much more brighter than the sun is to me
The chill must itch in my soul
That's like any old playing card
It must be why I'm thinking of Las Vegas
It's why it's more brighter than the sun is to me
Maybe there, while you was rail
I'll go in and seize your heart and be personal
I suspect I'm singing to you a tune
And still you find the beat and sing it to you soon
06 I Wear Your Ring (03:40)
You don't feel damned between the sunrise and sunset
You're damned well panicky, I know the rainy days
Please them or run on the turf
You could be raising money with your momma
You might be sure when you're round
And dressed up with kid
Take a toast to that, imbibe, you're alone
Men are so nice
Lays can be
Roses may fly
Men are so useful
He's a flirt
Men are so useful
Reflection beauty
Men are so nice
He pleases me fine
Reflection beauty
Men are so useful
Be able to feel
Don't feel damned between the sunrise and sunset
You're damned well panicky, I know the rainy days
Please them or run on the turf
You could be
You could be raising money with your momma
You could be
You might be sure when you're round
And dressed up with kid
Take a toast to that, imbibe, you're alone
Men are so nice
Lays can be
He pleases me fine
Men are so useful
He's a flirt
Men are so useful
Reflection beauty
Men are so nice
He pleases me fine
Reflection beauty
Men are so useful
Beautiful hands us no way lies a means of love
Men are so nice
On sounds and guard the stone, and bed had a law
He pleases me fine
Answers written and I reason
He pleases me fine
In the reign of sex, blown more than it's pleased to be
Fine, fine
Fine, fine
Fine, fine
Fine, fine
He's a beauty affection, oooh
He's a beauty affection, oooh
He's a beauty affection, oooh
07 Fotzepolitic (03:30)
They're young girl�s dreams.
True some do it and shoot
Like the penny-lit stars
What I was just rude
Like the scary hairs on our singing hoof
Like the scary hairs on our singing hooves
They move
A family fool, but it's you,
I can swoon inside me
Then you'll accept my things
A coloured star, but I feel strong
Luck when bound lonely to Lars
When I'm empty headed
See �n saw bounce me back to you�
Will you?
See �n saw bounce me back to you�
Will you� Oh will you?
My dreams are low, they're sick and must be drossed
They're young girl�s dreams.
See �n saw bounce me back to you�
Will you?
See �n saw bounce me back to you�
Will you� Oh will you?
See �n saw bounce me back to you
See �n saw bounce me back to you
See �n saw bounce me back to you
Will you?
See �n saw bounce me back to you
See �n saw bounce me back to you
See �n saw bounce me back to you
Will you?
08 Wolf in the Breast (03:32)
Under my shirt, Have to amass
Sling the tainted words
I'm each arms they fall on
It's my body, Puzzles the trick in me
I lend it out to borrow, it might survive
My baby's cries
Laughing on my bed, I've pretended I knew the way
Especially when, I'll revenge, all I'll need's that day
It's my body, Puzzles the trick in me
I lend it out to borrow, it might survive
My baby's cries
Laughing on my bed
I've pretended I knew the way
Especially when
I'll revenge, all I'll need's that day
I'll feel perpetual
I feel perpetual
I feel perpetual
True blue and real
I feel, I feel
True blue and real
Laughing on my bed
I've pretended I knew the way
Especially when
I'll revenge, all I'll need's that day
I'll feel perpetual, I feel perpetual
I'll feel perpetual
True and real
09 Road, River and Rail (03:21)
He'll be flied away
From those choices that they took
Naked and caught on the Isle de la Cite
Roll of home may be
There's over eleven since she's been
For machine and a feeling I still care
Faulting to mention forms in flight
Fabulous in dream of eve
Flaying on the ground and your infant lives
From out of the bayous
Seen the way is corporeal
The little pants into nowheres
Through Paris breaks soul
From out of the bayous
From must have beige
So we didn't while we seized
Until the fog made me run through that hectic glare
Love won't be forged
And was a fog, was them that cherished
Road, river and rail
"So embarrased, I'm not sure at all",
Lies mother's daughter
Truth is she found love
Road, river and rail
10 Frou-Frou Foxes in Midsummer Fires (05:36)
I buckle and rosed
As god and the rest(wrist)
How mere riches be
A war or we lose
Close into symbols
A fly drinks the ignitions(indications)
They turn infant's breath my
Milk and wrap to her baby
In day
And night to come
I buckle and rosed
As god and the rest(wrist)
How mere riches be
A war or we lose
Close into symbols
A fly drinks the ignitions(indications)
They turn infant's breath my
Milk and wrap to her baby
In day
And night to come
Their little hands
Smooth all things
Ad nauseum
Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening
(Pulled round)
Eyes on the usually science of cherry-colored
(Trousers)
Limelight not the music it's plain as as can be so
(Tighter)
All of the time I improvise by making sure
(Tighter)
It's to wait for you
Rounder
Pulled rounder
Pulled rounder
Pulled rounder
Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening
(Pulled round)
Eyes on the usually science of cherry-colored
(Trousers)
Limelight not the music it's plain as as can be so
(Tighter)
All of the time I improvise by making sure
(Tighter)
It's to wait for you
Rounder
Pulled rounder
Pulled rounder
Pulled rounder
Pulled round
Trousers
Tighter
Tighter
Their fan I tickle
From serpents to dragons
I'd immerse you in flame
Your milk and your passion
Lead weight for his from his old turn
The young, I was eagerest
I'm losing the stars
I enlisted to find you
I buckle and rosed
As god and the rest(wrist)
How mere riches be
A war all we lose
Close into symbols
A fly drinks the ignitions
They turn infant's breath my
Milk and wrap to her baby
In day
And night to come
Their little hands
Smooth all things
Ad nauseum
Things old
And young
Very young
Rise here comes our reason
of the stars I enlisted to find you
Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening
(Pulled round)
Eyes on the usually science of cherry-coloursed
(Trousers)
Limelight not the music, it's plain as as can be so
(Tighter)
All of the time I improvise by making sure
(Tighter)
It's to wait for you
Pulled round of
Pulled round of
Pulled round of
Pulled round of
Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening
(Pulled round)
Eyes on the usually science of cherry-coloursed
(Trousers)
Limelight not the music, it's plain as as can be so
(Tighter)
All of the time I improvise by making sure
(Tighter)
It's to wait for you
Pulled round of
Pulled round of
Pulled round of
Pulled round of
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