THE MISSING PIECE

Ouch. It's like a cheap 1978 Genesis rip-off. From the opening rollicking notes of 'Two Weeks In Spain' to the unfulfilled ending of 'For Nobody', 'The Missing Piece' is a boring piece of commercial clap trap destined to alienate the would-be Giant fan. I've had to sit through this thing three times, and the record was less impressive with each listening. The opening cut is the best thing on it, while 'I'm Turning Around' and 'Memories of Old Days' sound like demo tapes that Phil Collins threw out during the 'Wind and Wuthering' sessions. This album should've been titled 'A Matter of Tax Loss'. At least I would have known what to expect. Instead I'm bitterly dissapointed for blowing three bucks on the thing. Arrggh!