The last
PiL studio album was neither very good nor very bad. It sits somewhere in the middle, ignored most of the time by everyone. It's dogged by the curse of almost every song sounding the same. It's the sound of a band with nothing left to give, perhaps as a consequence of the earlier experimentation,
Lydon had nothing left to say. The Public image has passed into the realms of the bland. It's for the best that he put it to rest after this. Death is a project... Do yourself a favour and go back to the very beginning.
Songs of Note:
God;
Acid Drops
2 unfucking lucky you, boo hoo out of 5
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