"Another Cocteau Twins album, another gilded pillar of excellence, another review of waxing lyrical ballads.

Nothing is new, but the news is good—the progression is complete.

Time marches on, and passes by the elusive Twins whose work is neither updated, nor outdated, but sieves through another calendar in another place. Once more they are left out on a limb—playing in limbo—playing in the isolated peace and secret splendour of ‘Victorialand.’

Nothing is as it seems. The cover’s weathered and slightly distressed style conceals the haunting umbrella of perfection that lies within..."

  - Ted Mico, Melody Maker