No voice invokes an air of autumn quite like Elizabeth Fraser's. Since this is my favorite time of the year, I'm going to highlight artists that embody the spirit of the season.
Cocteau Twins dedicated an entire album to the beauty of the female name early in their career (Treasure). The female name is featured here tonight in three haunting selections of Ms. Fraser's later efforts.
Back in '93 a friend of mine who worshipped the movie Serial Mom -- OK, it was my dealer -- asked if I could sample his favorite line in the film and turn it into a song. Thus began a wholly inappropriate and thoroughly enjoyable exercise in technological jiggery.
I'm fairly confident that I was stoned off my sneakers during the production of each track.