MYTHODEA

Edgar Allan Poe once ended one of his infamous tales with the words... loathesome - of detestable putridity. Perhaps he was reviewing this album...

Vangelis is a genius but here he is overshadowed by the epic majesty of a concept that should have worked but simply does not. His music usually works on many levels and soars and rises with virtuosity but here it is unrecognizable. You can place this in the 'what were they thinking?' category. None of it makes sense musically and it is overblown and really quite pretentious.

The music is tiresome

and annoying

and forgettable.

Yet of course some like the classical epic approach but I wanted Vangelis' synth trademark style.

I hate to admit this but I sent this back where it came from.

If you want Vangelis, get a 'best of' compilation or Blade Runner or the early albums.