The world's got it all wrong, holding up the Moodies' Days of Future Past and totally ignoring the masterpiece that followed it. Is this pretentious? Sure. But it drops almost all of the synphonic horseshit that made Days a mushy, prissy mess; a little bit of the ridiculous spoken word poetry sticks around - but not much!
In that negative space is something even more majestic and strange, an album bursting with inventive moments, trippy atmosphere, and some fucking spectacular production that pivots guitars, vocals, mellotrons into and out of the fore with abandon, socking you with vertigo. Wildly listenable and enjoyable and strange 4.5/5
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