Don't think I've listened to this album front to back since the year it came out. One of my best friends, who at the time walked around looking like Ben Sherman had barfed on him, was going through a douche bag phase and got addicted to this album. I think that was part of the turn off for me, as there was a certain type in America who embraced the Arctic Monkeys and that wasn't my scene. I always moved more with weed and psychedelic types than coke in the bathroom of a dive bar types. So I usually went to the former kind of shows over the latter, and I skipped AM every time they came through. Listening to this now, I like it more than I did at the time. It has an energy that reminds me of the time and all the bad choices everyone I knew (me too) was making. But it's not an album of nostalgia for me, it's one that makes me think of the regret of a morning after and assholes who had no regret the morning after. This really peaks in Riot Van. I'll probably come back and listen to this again, I do think it's better than some of that scene upon this listen, still not my main cup of tea, just not as grating and obnoxious as it was to me in the 00s. 3 stars leaning to 3.5

A classic. No notes.

A few incredible songs that highlight her voice. But the album is peppered with too many English songs that lack the fire she otherwise has in her performances.

Needles in the Camel's Eye = pump this into my veins The Paw Paw Negro Blowtorch - The title and start of the song take a huge nose dive from track one, but once the weird gets dialed up this gets great musically, and then he starts singing again and I want it to stop. Baby's On Fire - Annoying vocals, but eventually rewarded with great guitar. Cindy Tells Me - Vocals aren't bad on this one. Sounds like a swarm of bugs floats in and warps the traditional sounding pop song. I like this. Driving Me Backwards - A mellower track, sounds like ducks with one of the effects. Not bad. On Some Far Away Beach - As the title suggests this one is trying to transport you to a scenic landscape. It's very cinematic sounding. Blank Frank - The album takes a turn here and it's less sonically interesting to me on this and... Dead Finks Don't Talk - ...this. Some of Them Are Old - The bending warbling strings are good on this one, but the vocals underwhelm. Here Come the Warm Jets - The beginning of this has a very familiar sound that would fit on a lot of contemporary albums. A good end to the album. More that I like on this than that I don't like. I've never really been pulled into Eno's solo stuff, but liked this one better than others that I've listened to. 3.5/5 But bumping to a 4 for this ranking because I do really like a couple tracks and see it's influence even if I have complaints.