I recently listened to this album for the first time in maybe 15 years and remembered how, at the time, I was desperately "playing the field" in the (ex-)Genesis solo-recordings for an inkling of the atmosphere that had changed my life when I heard Genesis' "Selling England..." several months previously. Genesis themselves had become boring by then, but, Boy !, this wasn't it either ! The man who had come to characterize a whole era was having none of it anymore, and hardly anything on this record even closely resembled prog-rock at its best (or worst). It took a lot of work to accept what Gabriel was doing at the time, and though he later claimed that he would love to re-record his first two albums in the style he adopted from his 3rd LP onwards (sound & production do seem a little dated at times), there is still a lot to discover here. Gabriel's quirkiness is to the fore in D.I.Y. and A Wonderful Day..., Animal Magic seems to anticipate the Falklands War, Flotsam...sounds like Lennon, Indigo is a wonderful follow-up to Here comes the Flood from the first album, Mother of Violence is sinister in its beauty, and Exposure is downright weird thanks to maestro Bob Fripp, whose own solo-album "Exposure" is needed as a companion-piece to this, if only for its inclusion of Gabriel's superior version of Flood.
At a time when Genesis were singing about Little Nemo and Cowboy Big Jim, Gabriel gained in relevance. If his social criticism in Home Sweet Home is a tad stereotyped I dare anyone not to collapse in tears towards the end where his vocal acrobatics compete with the saxophone in one of his best performances ever. With his 2nd album Gabriel left his past behind, proving, among other, more important things, that there are other ways with a piano ballad than the Collins way.This led on to greater things before he himself stopped experimenting and became boring with "so". So, cherish this !