Elizabeth Fraser
I had always thought of myself as a sanguine person, quite light and airy. But for a long while, no one could have possibly made me laugh or smile. It was awful.Collection: Smile
I suspect a singing teacher would have a fit with my diction. They'd probably think I was doing a very bad job.Collection: Teacher
I want to get better and take more risks. I need to sing with other people. I need to access parts of me that aren't being accessed in the Cocteau Twins.
I can't act. I can't lie.
I've never had a highly developed sense of being female. The sexuality has either been stopped, or else it's been an exaggerated P J Harvey kind of sexuality.
People tend to put too much focus on the lyrics. It's not the be-all and end-all of our songs.
I guess my diction just isn't very good.
I was able to make up lots of portementos, literally hundreds and hundreds of words... See, I find that mine don't have any meanings. They're not proper. Although I've got a great dictionary of them. It's like the Cockney rhyming slang or something.
We make pretty uninteresting reading, I suppose. I mean, we're just another group making records, aren't we?
Of course, I go into the studio with all the words written down.
I was very worried about being unattractive because I think I look quite masculine. Sometimes I feel more masculine than feminine and I don't like it.
Lyrics are no more important than the music. There's no point in forcing them on people.
The lyrics tend to fascinate people, but for me, when I listen to a record I don't always latch on to the lyrics. I listen to the whole thing and it may be five or six days before I even realize what the song's about.
Periodically, my mind is blown and I'm swamped in feelings I can't deny.
I'm very perfectionist.
I'm getting stronger as a person, but sometimes I just need to get over myself!
I've never written to a band since the Beatles. Since the Dave Clark Five!
I think basically we know how stupid we are, that's why we don't do interviews.
I've always had a thing about sevens.
There were a few singers at home, one or two aunties. We did have a piano but I think that got put on the fire eventually.
I was very dreamy. Insular. I'm always amazed I survived adolescence at all and wasn't squashed flat by a juggernaut. Gaping, I think was my main skill. Staring out of the window.