An instant-classic Ronnie Martin anthem showcasing a kaleidoscopic wall of Moog synthesizer supporting a soaring chorus and poetic, otherworldly lyrics.
Many of the songs have appeared on previous records, but these slow, touching, swirling and beautifully sad renditions were how they were originally written.
The cover’s black, the CD’s black, Count Ronald Martin looks like a fop and plays cheesy synth-pop with old keyboards and his heliumated voice. I can dig it.