Eusexua falls flat for me, and I really wish I didn't have to say that. The title track was my most listened to song last year, and I was expecting the album to be something, but that something wasn't this.
The visual spectacle and conceptual thematics are dissonant to the final product: Euphoric ego-death, underground raves, explicit sexuality vs in-store pop and minimal techno.
Certain tracks (see: Girl Feels Good) sound acutely similar to work by other artists in way that feels more copy-cat than homage. (And I won’t go into the conversation that surrounds Childlike Things).
But I raise the question: if we were expecting heavier techno and industrial club noise, would it be considered a twigs album?… More