Early Renaissance worked because it had balance: all those vocals and pianos and strings and guitars and bass and, fucking melotrons or whatever - it all worked together. Everything rotated, receded, evolved, making room for everything else, to make sure the space was richly filled. The band was never about any one person, and all of the vocals were there to serve the larger purpose.
When Annie Haslam came on board, that richness was flattened into backing band duty. Her voice is ever-present and high in the mix, and her performance is endlessly showy. Her vocals carve a ragged valley through the middle of what the band was doing; they're hot sauce in your scotch. There's stretches of the good stuff, but its mostly window dressing on a suddenly-soulless piece of ornate adult contemporary 2.5/5
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