There are a couple of good songs, like 'Cars' and 'We are glass', but most of the rest is either depressing (does a title get any more depressing than 'My dying machine') or depressingly bad. Neither do I know if the songs would be better if you could actually make out the words: Gary Numan cannot sing. Plus, there is a really sickly blurb written by some music journalist in the liner saying how Gary was misunderstood by all the journalists in the 80s, but that it's all right to like him now. No it is not. You can like a couple of his songs, you can like some of the heavy electro and heavy bass guitar, but I defy anyone to like this album. Even worse, the last couple of songs are the fruit of Gary's dabbling with heavy Marilyn Manson-style death rock and they are truly even worse than the electronic stuff, which as I said actually has one or two redeeming features.