Heaven Or Las Vegas, by Cocteau Twins

The excitement in Rafa's voice over the phone that cold '99 winter afternoon: "You have to listen to these guys, come over to my place". When Rafa likes something, he usually overreacts (for example, when he told me: "Blind Melon could have been the Beatles for the nineties". Yeah, right) so I wasn't really sure about his reaction. I had heard already the Cocteau Twins, I met them because of Massive Attack's "Teardrop" two years before, but I had never heard "Heaven Or Las Vegas". So there I was, in his bedroom, cigarrette in hand, and he said: "Now, get set". From the moment the song began I was transported to the desert, in a convertible 1967 Ford Galaxy 500. Feeling the heat. Escaping from Vegas. A bottle of scotch in my hands. Speed. 90 MPH. Too much tobacco in my lungs. And, now it was either heaven or Las Vegas. A world of possibilities ahead. Thanks to 4AD for recording such beautiful works of art.