Ophelia's
Shadow Review It's been a decade
since Toyah Willcox lisped her way hitwards with
the likes of 'It's A Mystery' and 'I Want To Be
Free'. Since then she has carved out a bizarre
showbiz career, appearing almost simultaneously
at the National Theatre and on children's ITV,
playing Sally Bowles in a West End production of
Cabaret (where the orchestra walked out, leaving
Toyah to sing her way through the entire show
acapella), and becoming a rock wife to Robert
Fripp. Meanwhile LPs like 1987's 'Desire' and
1988's 'Prostitute' have slipped out unnoticed
and unchartbound.
Clearly,
Toyah Willcox has not been idle and said lack of
idleness is reflected on her new album. Liberally
salted with playing by the lies of Fripp and top
pianist Keith Tippett, 'Ophelia's Shadow' is
several galaxies away from the clunking
sub-Diamond Dogs pop of 'Thunder In The Mountains
and its crazy-coloured ilk. 'Ghost Light' and
'The Shaman Says' glide and shimmer in a manner
similar to recent work by Kate Bush or even David
Sylvian. Willcox's voice is a more thoughtful
instrument than of yore and - despite a far from
operatic range - wraps itself effectively around
the snakey (and even occasionally African)
rhythms of her band's playing and she even feels
confident enough to give us a wedge of Hamlet at
one point. What these songs are actually about is
something of a mystery but the're always slinky
and interesting. Future outings may prove
fascinating.
Q
Magazine, 1991
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