Rambling on about the brilliance of Deb Googe and Cara Tivey is no difficult task – spot either of their names on a record’s sleeve credits and you’re guaranteed listening worthy of your time . . . and hard- earned cash!

Deb joined My Bloody Valentine during its ascent to legend, filled a temporary void in Primal Scream, aided in Thurston Moore’s late-period artistic high, formed Snowpony with Stereolab’s Katharine Gifford and plays bass in ex-Fall guitarist Brix Smith’s all-female band.

Cara’s may be best known as a longtime Billy Bragg collaborator, but she’s played with an array of other outstanding artists, among them Everything But The Girl, Blur, Lilac Time, Au Pairs and the greatest of West Midlands geniuses, Robert Lloyd of Nightingales fame.

Incredibly, despite decades of stellar work, neither Deb nor Cara has ever released an album under their own names until now with The Golden Thread, their full-length debut, made under the name da Googie + Cara Tivey. The album was recorded in Deb’s home studio and performed exclusively by the duo.

The album will be preceded by the digital single, Dumb, an indictment of the sad condition behind nearly all the modern western world’s ills, which serves as a point of an entry into the album’s seemingly contradictory sonic elements: thick-but-minimal soundscapes, dub’s openness put across in a densely claustrophobic style reminiscent of My Bloody Valentine, a bass-driven sound melding effortlessly into moments of delicate piano, and lyrics that convey depths of meaning with a mere handful of words.

“My Bloody Valentine bassist Deb Googe and serial collaborator Tivey unexpectedly dream up a fabulously creepy, disorientating and delightful soundworld.” – The Guardian

“The first fruits of a new collaboration between Deb Googe and Cara Tivey don’t sound much like anything that either musician is known for – in other words, they don’t sound like My Bloody Valentine (Googe) or Billy Bragg, Blur, Everything But The Girl and The Lilac Time (Tivey). What’s happening instead is something more akin to the feeling of trying to avert a panic attack in a Victorian doll’s house. An atmosphere like that needs an earworm to keep you coming back, and Dumb certainly has one of those. It’s a phantasmagorical waltz-time lullaby that locates fertile equidistant space between something you might find on Pram’s North Pole Radio Station or the more febrile hinterlands of Siouxsie and the Banshees’ Peepshow.” – Pete Paphides

“What Googe and Tivey have conjured up is a harrowing descent into the harshest aspects of the world we live in—one that chews up society’s ills and regurgitates them with all of the ugliest parts on show. For an album made solely by two people in a home studio, the deft production that graces the album is stunning.” – Far Out Magazine