Two more songs by the Cocteaus in this post, both from the epochal 1984 album Treasure. Whatever ‘dream pop’ may be, this is definitely its quintessence. For this album, the more or less permanent trio of Fraser, Raymonde and Guthrie pulled mythological names out of the hat and peopled their music with ethereal watery magic. Elizabeth said:
They’re beautiful words…It’s strange; there’s three buildings around Hammersmith, on the way from the Odeon to The Riverside, with names off Treasure. Also, in Holland, there’s three buildings right next to each other and they’re names off Treasure as well. It’s incredible. We didn’t know about them. The names didn’t come from anywhere. They just came. I don’t think it helped sales at all. All that ‘Persephone’ business. [Jamming Magazine, 1985]
Robin, however, had a different take on the album:
I’ve always detested Treasure. Not because of the record, but because of the vibe at the time, when we were pushed into all that kind of arty-farty pre-Raphaellite bullshit. And so I was just really ashamed of that record. [Lime Lizard Magazine, 1993]
The LP opens with Ivo (FF 1984 #16), a fairly sprightly trip through snowbound mountains (and a nod to 4AD’s founder Ivo Watts-Russell), before a dip in the shimmering waters of Pandora (FF 1984 #38). Their third album, Treasure reached 29 in the UK album charts. Here on my other site are their 1993 contributions to the season.