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Just like Dead Can Dance and Cocteau Twins, the Cranes are fully part of the 1980s "dream pop" scene. Although they don't manage to match the class and experimental spirit of the latter two bands, they undoubtedly have the merit of elaborating the dark "mood" of the moment, taking it to the extreme.
"Wings of Joy" comes after the release of several EPs, but from the very first notes, you realize that the title is absolutely misleading. No joy in this album but a splendid journey into the darkness of the unconscious.
The CD opens with "Watersong," where Alison Shaw's voice slips in magnetically. The sinister noises and muffled percussion in the crescendo of "Thursday," or the violent piano in "Living and Breathing," suggest a path where obsessive chants become enveloping and unsettling. From "Tomorrow's Tears," the journey heads towards its conclusion, with the last tracks all introduced by a sad piano, almost as if resignation takes over the initial nervousness.
"Wings of Joy" is a cold album to listen to like this, looking out at the gray autumn.
Tracklist Lyrics Samples and Videos
11 Adoration (05:26)
It lies here slowly
It lets you know
It lingers slowly until you know
And I'm naked in your heart
I can't make it stop
I'm breaking in your heart
And I can't make it stop
I'd try and I can't make it stop
And I'd like it if you don't ever stop
In your heart, in your heart
I feel naked in your heart
I want to make you wonder
I want to make it start
And oh when it fills with wonder
I won't want to break it apart
And oh when the sky falls on me
And when it's another day
I'll want to make you want me
In always another way
I'd love to know you
And I'd love to be in your heart
Oh and i hope you'll stay
With the love that fills your hearts
Hey . . . hey . . .
And it always makes me cry
When I see the sky, your sky
Don't want to think about tomorrow
'Cos I think it's all too much
And oh if I could feel it in your touch
It's all too much now
These dreams just make me cry
And oh if we could only try . . .
Don't want to think about tomorrow
Ih 'cos it makes me smile
If we could only hold on for a little while
This is the sense of calm I longed for
Oh and it makes me high
And it brings me here
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