Heartbreaking: Bubba Shobert American former motorcycle racer Just Passed Away At the Aged of 62…see…more…The last time I saw Elizabeth Fraser was in 1984 on the stage of a short-lived Birmingham nightclub called the Powerhaus. I was then 18, and she, fronting her band the Cocteau Twins, was 20. It was, on my part, love at first sight. The Cocteaus, at the time, were high in the John Peel pantheon, on an independent cloud somewhere alongside the Smiths and the Jesus and Mary Chain, and like both of those bands, they sounded like no one you had ever heard before. Fraser’s ecstatic vocals, which carried just a hint of her growing up in Grangemouth, Falkirk – were not only hair-raising, they also dwelt in unique soundscapes of her own devising. Her lyrics formed an invented language, words chosen for texture rather than meaning, and the adjectives that clung to her among ardent critics in the artier music pages were “ethereal” or “otherworldly”.
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