Recording at Faust Studios in the tiny village of Scheer, Germany, is like attending an extraordinary dinner party stretched over two weeks. You drink too much, you eat too much. At different moments and intervals, you feel both good and bad or hysterical and sedated.
"Lover's Talk" and "Superstition" come on like benign, soft-edged pop with ghosty bits of melody held together by heavenly harmonies. But there's something unsettling beneath the Wurlitzer organ wub-wub and Christy's reverb-drenched guitar. Doomy minor chords jut out and harmonies diverge as the two ladies sing of evil thoughts and bad dreams. Before long, their overt innocence feels like a crafty, almost creepy shadow play.Jessica Hopper, SPIN