Wow! This is motherfucking awful! I picked this up at Goodwill because I had never heard Marillion and for some reason I was expecting some silly fantasy metal concept record. Maybe something along the Manowar lines but not quite as tough. Boy was I wrong. What we have here is a wretched slab of a post-prog concept album that is drenched in very warm synth pads and triggered electronic drums. The singer sounds like a neutered Peter Gabriel. Though the record seemed somewhat laughable at first, perhaps as a room clearer when you need to end a party, the joke soon wore off and this record became incredibley difficult to listen to. These guys make Dream Theatre and Spock's Beard seem tough by comparison. Who on Earth listens to this? I'll tell you. The super annoying variety of ponytailed guys who used to come in to the record store and talk your ear off at great lengths if you somehow let it slip that you liked Frank Zappa or something that guitar store/gear geeks worship for it's technical abilities (aka, the parts of music that have no soul). We called them time vampires. Thankfully we live in the age of internet forums and blogs where these peolpe can talk amongst themselves, listening to Marillion in the privacy of their own homes, far away from my threshold of hearing.
RATING: 1/10
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