Title: VERY OVERRATED
Review: Critics and record store clerks are going gaga over this album, but I just don't hear it. Henry creates layered soundscapes, but rather than reward repeat listens, they aggravate the listener--at least this listener. The more I listen to this album, the less I like it.His lyrics are crafty and clever in places, but they don't provide deep insight. How many times do we have to listen to more-alienated-than-thou singer-songwriters lament the loss of innocence in our corrupt modern world. This would have been edgy stuff in 1991, but today it sounds trite. Henry's delivery makes it worse. I can see him dressed in black smoking clove cigarettes, pretending to be serious but really looking down the sundress of a young suburban acolyte.
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