Here's the first Fleetwood Mac album with Stevie Nicks on it, the tenth overall for the band. Tenth! You could probably win some money off somebody knowing that.
Finding out how straight-up bluesey Fleetwood Mac started out was a fun surprise, and there are the barest vestiges of that sound here (most obviously on the crunchy World Turning). Yes, this is the kind of comparatively poppy crooning you associate with Fleetwood Mac, but put all together it works, tilting with more soul, more desperation and longing than you might guess. The lush production providing what the songs need, the singing is actually perfectly good, and some of the songs (most notably Crystal) are actually pretty haunting.
When you think about it, the combination of pathos, production, boy/girl singing; it sounds like a bit like a 00's indie rock album. As turns towards pop go, this one seems justified, perfectly satisfying for what it is. Not quite my thing, but I could see it growing on me 3.5/5
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