I almost feel that, given my general indifference to Feist, I shouldn’t really like this much either, but I do. I couldn’t even tell you why I connect the two in my head, but I do. It’s probably just a trick of the mind because there’s something much more otherwordly about this – something slightly mythical, almost – and it’s something I find quite beguiling.

In musical terms it sounds like something of a cross between the early, thick and slightly mucous Goldfrapp material and a dinner party Bjork on her best behaviour. It’s much more folky than either of those two, and the juxtaposition of thickness and breathiness makes it quite an intense album, heavy on magical atmospheres and strangely evocative ambience. Occasionally they lapse into the fairground macabre, such as the uncharacteristic but nevertheless excellent Japan. This reminds of the first Goldfrapp album as well, with its Oompa Radar circus interlude.

They’re an interesting pair, the Casady sisters, who basically are CocoRosie. Sierra was shunted aroud European boarding schools from her early teens, after failing to settle in a household with her mother and younger sister Bianca, following the breakup of their parents’ marriage. Estranged for nearly ten years, Bianca unexpectedly appeared at her sister’s Paris apartment in about 2003, having grown restless in the States. They hit it off pretty much immediately from the looks of things and have pretty much been going at the music hammer and tongs ever since. Luckily for us.

CocoRosie – Werewolf
CocoRosie – Japan

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