There’s something about the crisp, sprawling, all-encompassing iciness of a New England winter that undeniably evokes the Cocteau Twins’ music and textures. Or perhaps this is merely a self-projection under the guise of seasonal elements to justify why I’m listening to the Cocteaus in this moment, when in reality, their albums are perfectly reasonable for any moment in time.
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