But when 'Eusexua' connects, it's nothing short of transcendent. '
Room of Fools' captures the sacred communion of the dancefloor with the precision of a war photographer shooting a peace treaty, while '
Wanderlust' closes the album like the best kind of sunrise – equal parts melancholy and hope, walking home as the birds start singing. 'Eusexua' isn't a perfect record, but perfection was never the point. It's an indecent proposal to liberation written in sweat and strobe lights, cementing twigs' position as pop's most committed artistic maverick. In a world of ordered algorithms, she's chosen beautiful disorder – and honestly, the view from here is spectacular.
