CLUTCHING AT STRAWS

By analyzing and qualify such classic albums, I struggle with nostalgia and emotions that lie in my memory. Counting the pennies, gained Clutching at Straws in my teens. I was looking Misplaced Childhood, and did not find, at least at a price I could afford. So I got a cassette of the album later. After channeling a little anxiety, I began to notice the undeniable quality from the first to last track.

The Union Hotel Hobbies / Warm Wet Circles / That Time of the Night and Torch Song / Slainte Mhath are absolutely unbeatable. Not to mention White Russian and Sugar Mice.

The band was going through moments of great fatigue and tension, but the music and the ideas are fresh and innovative. For some people it was an inferior sequel to the masterpiece produced a couple of years ago, something similar to The Final Cut over The Wall. Let me disagree completely to the idea, and time properly put things in place.