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The timing couldnt be more appropriate.
Its all very elegiac and heartbreaking, but eh, youll be fine.
This Mortal Coils version, on the other hand, will completely fuck up your day.
Its little wonder that David Lynch, cinemas foremost auteur of crying, loved Song to the Siren.
I dont want one of them.
I want this song.
I want Song to the Siren by This Mortal Coil.
Lynch did so, grudgingly.
In fact, Lynch would never stop chasing it, until he finally got it into 1997sLost Highway.
As Lynch explains of that songs enduring, elemental strength, It goes into this cosmic thing … Part of this innate otherworldliness, perhaps, is that This Mortal Coil didnt really exist.
(Imagine a dream-pop version of Rick Rosss Maybach Music Group, or your dads post-work jam band.)
Theres arguably no more 4AD band.
Still, because This Mortal Coil was less of a band than a concept, it frequently gets overlooked.
On 1986sFiligreeand 1991sBlood, that palette expanded along with the roster and Watts-Russells ambitions.
Their relative anonymity helped create the illusion that This Mortal Coils music emanated from some bummed heavenly choir.
And its a spirit you could locate today, in any number of artists who plumb a similar stillness.
As Lynch said, its a cosmic thing broadcast from somewhere both far beyond and deep within.
Theres never been a better time.
