Title: a triumph of bombast over style
Product review: Seriously, now, who does O'Connor think she is? She writes songs as though she were the next Isiah, born unto the Irish people by way of Jamaica to liberate the tearful from their chains of sorrow.O'Connor's career has always been a struggle between her prodigious musical gifts and her deeply off-putting grandiosity. In this double album, sadly, it is ego inflation which wins the field. The pretty, unremarkable melodies are much too small to form the palanquin for Jehovah that she envisions. A big disappointment.
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