This one took me a few. But jesus the swagger. What a lost gem. The pinnacle of mania. Russell's swinging from the chandeliers, and the rest of the band gallops alongside This Town.., Here In Heaven, Equator -- the euphoria. You get this marriage of reckless energy and tight melody startlingly seldom in life, hold on tight to it when you find it. Around now I'm ready to call Sparks the most underappreciated band of the 70s. Where are these songs on classic rock radio? Too strange I suppose. The first four songs make Bowie and Bolan look like stiffs. Worth noting also are the two cd bonus tracks (Barbecutie, Lost and Found), two of the albums biggest earworms, predicting Propaganda. Delights both.
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Our cult comes up from the underground and their leader storms the staterooms and ballrooms. King of the world, bedding every woman imaginable. Maybe not just women ---- all lost in a hedonistic haze. Our hero hasn't changed, as idealistic as ever, the world rising up to meet his steady standard of euphoric bliss 4.5/5
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