Julee Cruise
Floating Into The Night

When you told your secret name, it burst into flames and they burned it I'm... floating love, I've adjusted the burns of our hearts that burn like the sun... we are floating like a suspended entity... we are floating together with you. Since you kissed my eyes I found myself living... I have been floating since I held your face, rising through space, floating with you... with you. (spoken) why don't you come over to my house? Please... floating love, I've adjusted the burns of our hearts that burn more than the sun... we are floating like a suspended entity... we are floating together... me and you.

These are the words of the guiding track ("Floating") of this 1999 album produced by David Linch and Angelo Badalamenti, co-author of most of the tracks. And with these credentials it was hard not to get sucked in by the strong personality of a visionary and "cursed" director who imprints his lucid distortion on the whole album. An evocative and "floating" album, indeed, in a sea of visual and auditory sensations that allow the songs to levitate lightly and softly, wrapped in an aura of sensuality and mystery, with an emotional tension ready to explode at any moment without ever fully doing so. An album of spasmodic anticipation, of apparent calm or of restrained explosions internalized. A "floating" album in an ocean of visions that unequivocally hark back to that great media-television event that was the Twin Peaks saga. Undisputed masterpiece of the devilish duo Linch-Badalamenti to which the young Cruise (which translated means "Cruise" just to square the circle!) lent her angelic and rarefied voice, sprinkling sweetness and grace to a "sweetly dark" work that takes us by the hand and invites us with whispered and light words to float along with it into worlds we are not given to know.