My mother visited the US on November 1995. She came back from her trip and told my sister that she fought another woman to buy the CD. It was their last copy. When my mother pulled out the unusual CD case I was intrigued. I’d never seen anything like it before. I thought it was some form of greatest hits, there was just no way this mammoth collection could hold 100% new music. How wrong I was. I was drawn to the artwork instantly, something out of a fairytale. Each image was so evocative but also so very strange. Almost as if they were saying: “Not everything’s as it seems in this fairytale.” A landmark achievement, the crown jewel of alternative “utopia”.