Title: This album stunk
Review: Next to ABACAB, this had to be my biggest musical disappointment, ever. Never had I expected so much from a group of top-flight musicians (though Palmer has always been overrated - knows his rudaments, but can't keep time). Though some may like this album on its own merits, I can't help but put it in the context it deserves, which is former Progressive guys going after crying teenage girls who have pictures of Kieth Partridge in their bedrooms. This Album is so sickeningly sweet in some spots that its like drinking a bottle of log cabin. The only redeeming song amongst the drivel is 'Wildest dreams', and even then, Palmer's drumming is so unimaginative and forced that it takes away from the effect of the music. I have no problem with someone wanting to make a buck, but Tolstoy wouldn't go from writing 'War and Peace' to writing Harlequin Romances.
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