Great article on one of my favourite Cure LPs – the Top – on the Unfinished Line:
Somehow, “The Top” has gone down in history as one of The Cure’s minor works, but that is unfair. Perhaps because there was only one hit single – the dreamy folk pop of “The Caterpillar”, a trip down the rabbit-hole that’s both irresistibly catchy and laden with opium smoke. It’s pure imagination on a grand scale for a pop song, with bits of textures and sound that ornament a campfire sing along on acid. It’s impossible to credit that only a couple of years earlier, Robert Smith’s band was churning out a soul-searingly bleak album like “Pornography”, a collection of songs as unforgiving and harsh as any released in the rock era. A wailing wall of towering rage and hopelessness. “The Caterpillar” is another universe entirely, but just as manic and disturbed in its way.
(via the ever-spinning, fantastical Chain of Flowers)