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I had a good laugh when I read Prog Reviewer "inpraiseoffolly's" review of this album because he was feeling like a man in the wilderness for being the only Prog Reviewer (besides Sean Trane's review-less low rating) to challenge the quality of this album. Well I'm here to tell you IPOF that you are NOT alone! I'll back you up big time.

My second and last attempt to get into Mr. Morse has crashed and burned. Just can't do it. I'm actually giving the album one more star than IPOF did for two reasons. First, I think they have a hell of a drummer which always goes a long way with me. Second, I did feel there were some nice musical moments here and there, a few truly beautiful. But alas, they were stuck in with tons of stuff that never arrived anywhere exhilarating, just kind of buying time until they emerged in the safety of the vocal choruses.

But my biggest complaints are those raised by IPOF who laid them out in great length. I'll just give the short reprise here. First, Morse. Taste is personal I realize but I just can't stomach the guy. His overly gushy, sappy vocals are like fingernails on a chalkboard to me. And his predictable lyrical clichés are so boring and tedious. Second, the lack of interesting (to me) musical development that Folly touched on. Last, the relentless torture of the syrupy sing-along chorus sections a la "the end of the day," "the rain of revelation just keeps comin down," "I wanna lay it down, all on a Sunday," and "say goodbye to yesterday." I'm really sorry, but this stuff makes me long to hear Dennis Deyoung sing "Babe" or "Best of Times." Those songs are gold compared to that "the end of the day" chorus. It's harsh I know but that's the way I feel listening to this album.

Recommended only to people who've heard Morse sing and can stomach it. Meanwhile, Folly and Sean can come to my place and we'll crank up some Paradise Theater instead.