ELO's first album's overtly symphonic, brimming, positively slathered, in strings and horns, sometimes consisting of nothing
but for minutes at a time. Along the way are lyrics that are appropriately grand in scale, with deliveries to match. The sound is alien and eternal, the chords not quite familiar, the pacing not quite sensical, everything a bit uncanny and grand in a way that beckons onward without quite ever letting you get comfortable, will o the wisps over hills. A strange, mad first effort from a band that's hard to ever get your head around 3.5/5
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