After just listening to Pornography I really find it practically impossible to imagine that this is the same band at play here. The album starts with the hook filled 'In Between Days,' an upbeat jangly guitar driven song, and one that is about as different to Pornography as an elephant is to a butterfly.
The rest of the album does display a bit more of what has come before, 'Kyoto Song' is less textured than anything off the album from which now on will be nameless, but 'The Blood' is just tense enough to remind you who this album is by, skipping by on a vaguely flamenco sounding guitar and Robert Smith's echoey voice. There is just something brilliant about this album at times, from the panpipes on 'Six Different Ways' to 'Close To Me' which is another masterpiece, similar to to the first track, and there are enough other quality tracks on this album to make it just a seriously good piece of music.
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