What a perfect, concise (maybe too concise) encapsulation of the very best Cocteau Twins, which is saying an awful lot! Here's what you get:
"Love's Easy Tears", for a spell, was my favorite Cocteau Twins song (now it's "Heaven Or Las Vegas"). I suspect many overlook it, but don't count it out just because it's simple and repetitive. I find it mesmerizing and wondrous. I've always loved songs with a repeated bassline under an ABABAB' structure gathering strength like a butterfly emerging from a chrysalis (no, really). All the while, cascades of shimmering sound pour down like blessedness itself. Just listen to the backing vocals during the chorus. Angels exist; you'd better believe it: Liz Fraser is the Platonic form of the reality to which she testifies. As a thematic work, this EP works wonderfully. The title song itself is a good example; just listen to it while thinking of what the title brings to mind, and see if your enjoyment doesn't spike dramatically. If not, I feel sorry for you.
"Those Eyes, That Mouth" is an uptempo, driving hyper-ballad (to borrow a phrase from Bjork) whose triumphant, angular chorus expresses that wondrous sense of the ineffable that Cocteau Twins seem to be able to do without trying at all. Once again, think of the title while listening. Are the hairs on your arm not standing up?
"Sigh's Smell Of Farewell" is one of my very favorites. Robin's guitar doesn't sound like processed guitar, it sounds like an instrument which naturally makes that sound! Like a celestial harp, its blue, faintly elegiac tone is itself completely transporting. All the while, the warm, almost cellolike *thrum* of Simon's bass acts as the perfect counterpart, the warm, reassuring surface of the flying carpet lifting you up through the clouds. Then the bridge-out sequence kicks in, and you know you've arrived. Music just doesn't get any better than this.
"Orange Appled" is a shortish little thing that I once considered one of those Cocteau Twins songs that's just a little too precious. But I eventually got over that, thank goodness. At its glorious chorus (with the Cocteau Twins, is there any other kind?), it seems to be stating some theme from time immemorial, like the advent of spring.
And then it's over. Too bad, but there's lots more where that came from. Don't give up, pilgrim.