This is their masterpiece; a sprawling opus of an album encompassing all kinds of styles over fifteen songs and still only clocking in at a brisk forty five minutes without the hidden track. More varied (and indeed drug addled) than 'It's A Shame About Ray', Dando attempts pop punk ('Style'), country ballideering (the beautiful 'Big Gay Heart'), unplugged heartache ('Favourite T') and straight up jangle indie pop ('Into Your Arms'), and it somehow comes together to form a catchy, addictive romp of an album. This is the sound of Evan in LA, partying with Johnny Depp, getting high and making unpolished, glorious sub-three-minute rock/pop songs.
The lyrics are by turns heartfelt, witty and observant, whether Dando be complaining about the absurdness of fame (please don't hold the door/I can work the handle on any car/it's really not that hard), making decisions about getting high with Rick James (don't wanna get stoned/but I don't wanna not get stoned) or writing half-serious amusing love songs (if I was a haircut would you wear a hat/if I was a maid could I clean your flat). The great writing combines with Dando's lovely voice to create something that is just sonically fantastic, with lovely wistful melodies, some gorgeous acoustic guitar and songs good enough to make you smile or break your heart. You can't ask for much more from a record.
Unbelievably underrated, one of the best albums of the entire 90s.