Release and Reception
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In a Melody Maker review, Michael Bonner wrote,
- "Paul McCartney has discovered dance music - and the results are as staggeringly brilliant as those that came from John Lydon's similar road-to-Damascus-like conversion last year. Truly, we live in an age of miracles. Eschewing the easy option of making a remix album, McCartney and his collaborator, Youth, have chosen to follow the likes of Brian Eno down a more experimental and cerebral path. They take a melody and, with dexterous genre-hopping through ambient, trance and house, evolve a number of breathtaking variations. Like snowflakes, each song seems identical to the last, until closer inspection reveals that it has its own unique shape."
Strawberries Oceans Ships Forest was released in the UK on 15 November 1993, and in the US on 14 February 1994. The album, released on Parlophone in the UK, and Capitol in the US. "Transpiritual Stomp" was released as a 12" single, with "Arizona Light Mix" as the B-side.
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