I was a little skeptical going into this listen that after 35 years this album may have lost some of its charm. I need not have feared, it’s as uniquely brilliant now as it was upon its 1990 release. Sean Ryder is in his prime here, dropping fun, blithe, self-deprecating lyrics which are layered upon an endless and eclectic groove. The Mondays are referential throughout with blatant nods to a wide range of musical influences - Hot chocolate, James Brown, Labelle, The New Seekers - all jump out at me I can’t help thinking that the upbeat nature of this album may have played a part in why I failed to get along with grunge at the time as it’s so contrasting to that scene’s narrative. It’s a brilliant album. It really is.