Superlatives are often thrown out ten a penny in modern society, but the only genuine superlative that can do this album justice is perfect. Published during the grunge years, it had scuzzed up feedback and screaming riffs alright, but was seemlessly blended with enough piano and orchestration to lift this away from an easy pigeonhole.
From the opening windswept introduction of "if I were going" to the string filled "closing prayer", this album works its way through a variety of disasterous relationships using a magnificent guitar led musical score and a vitriolic lead vocal. Switching from breathy whispers to hatred filled scream, Greg Dulli bares his soul on every record, his self loathing and discontentment partcularly evident on "Now you Know" and "If I were going". Marcy Mays vocal on "My Curse" also helps shows the female side, expressing the same desperation as Dulli and expelling any thoughts of this album being a mysoginistic diatribe.
If you've ever been unlucky enough to experience half of what the Afghan Whigs express on "Gentlemen", think yourself lucky that you've got this to listen to. If you consider yourself to be alternative in attitude, buy it.