If there was one song that approaches perfection -- if not already there -- "Carolyn's Fingers" may have actually passed that point. The Scottish trio has found a beautiful method to marry feedback, lush musicscapes and acute songwriting with Elizabeth Fraser's wren-like wailing proclamations. And, of course, the indecipherable lyrics (is she telling us her secrets?). Each song is as personal as it is harmonically enchanting; soaring over and across you, or immersing you in a thick velvety soup. You can almost taste the clouds.

Every second of 1998's "Fingers" resonate with a genius at par with, at that time, Sonic Youth and Pixies.

And, if you want the lyrics (like you could sing along), go here.

P.S. If this reminds you of Sugarhiccup, well, it should. The band's name is a Cocteau Twins song. P.P.S. The Twins are reuniting.