Camouflage Heart is the debut album from Cindytalk released by Midnight Music in 1984. There are two versions of the LP: the first copy has the "figure in the woods" image on the cover and comes with a lyric sheet; the other version has a picture sleeve and the originally intended cover of Gordon Sharp standing against a wall. The album reached in the UK Indie Chart. Instinct (Backtosense). Memories Of Skin And Snow. The Spirit Behind The Circus Dream. The Ghost Never Smiles.
Recorded at Gateway Studio, London, jan-july 1984. Except "Everybody Is Christ" - recorded London 1982. 른 버전(5개 중5개) 모두 보기. 카탈로그 번호. 아티스트.
Camouflage Heart may be a difficult album to get into. The first time I played it I was a tad perplexed, but by the third listen I was drawn into it's world. If you like it, you should like Wappinschaw and In This World. There is also, the Cocteau Twins' Garlands CD with the Bonus tracks – where Gordon, a friend of Elisabeth, accompanies - hence his tribute to Elisabeth about having room in the rosary for three. Garlands and Camouflage Heart are similar in their attempts at creating entirely new 'head spaces' of sound. It’s also worth Googling Help Me Lift You Up and The First Time Ever from the Wappinschaw album. However, I really think his voice works best submerged in the fully formed albums, mainly the first four cindytalk albums. com/watch?v HZMbuSEtTdw.
Camouflage Heart was Cindytalk's first album and originally came out in 1984; and it's an album like those This Heat albums which is quite unique in terms of production and aesthetic. The album opens with the militant drum machine of "It's Luxury" setting the stage for an explosion from a monotone guitar riff, coated in amplifier grit, distortion, and detuned heaviness that comes across as a mix between late-'80s Skullflower and The Cure's Pornography.
When not dabbling in isolationist electronics ("The Ghost Never Smiles," "Everybody Is Christ"), a good amount of Camoflauge Heart is dipped in Birthday Party's harum scarum. But while BP dove headlong into the bacchanal, Sharp shakes his demons with equal lack of abandon into despair. There are a few moments where formless self-indulgence gets in the way, but mostly it's inspired work and ultimately, oddly cleansing.