An enjoyable, accessible piece of prog, with songs that start off minimal and grow slowly, ever so slowly, until the next thing you know you're engaged with the music and a little surprised to realize it. There's a pop orchestral sweep to this that predicts the sound of ELO, with touches of theatricality, beauty, and Kinks/Small Faces music hall bounce.
It's hard to overlook how thin the mix is though, especially in light of Brooker's Peter Gabrielesque longing-laced wail. In an era when overwhelming richness was the sound, this comes across as a bit slight. Get past it if you can and you'll unearth some quietly pleasant, subtly intricate, insidiously involving songsmanship 4/5
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