Underworld have mellowed in their old age, and it suits them just fine. This album isn’t anthemic, but each song bubbles with life and makes me think of driving fast down a straight road at night.
I’m normally not a big fan of robo-voices in songs, but I love it when Underworld does it as a backing vocal to a lyric like “People are squinting to block out the sun, complaining or soaking it up, praying for rain the next minute for a scorched earth. What’s it worth, enough is never enough, let’s have a little moan. Put the world to right, sit back and watch it all slide by, it’s a view from a train…”
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