I guess the reason the guys opened with “Sixties Man”, a proggy-smelling Styx rip off written by outside authors is that they must have been searching for a hit/relevance. In doing so they completely abandon everything I liked abut them. That lunacy that bedazzled “Ballroom Blitz” and “Hellraiser” is shorn and instead they are targeting the middle of the road audience that, I guess they believe has…grown up?
You can hear traces of it on “Own Up” but that has to sit side by side with their penchant for trying to ape ELO.
“Getting in the Mood for Love” is the moment that you realize that they could have been Crue but they ran away from it. Damned shame.
In retrospect, Water's Edge is a vastly underrated record. It's not great but it doesn't deserve the hate.
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