So we've had chance for time to diminish this masterpiece, for other pretenders to produce their best and make it fade - but this still stands in the pantheon as one of the truly great albums. There are flashes of brilliance here in every track - a turn of phrase, a sneer, a tune, a riff, a great base line - take your pick. Highly intelligent, highly wrought, yet catchy. Sing along and you'll soon be humming "I know the meaning of life, it doesn't help me a bit". OK, this doesn't fit in any category - it's not heavy on the guitar, it's not punk, it's just an intellectual poseur grappling with love and paranoia and life backed up with supremely original musicians. Yes, I do believe that this is my 'favourite' album - and I use album carefully - this is a collection, not a couple of good tunes stuffed out - all of these wonderful ditties belong together. Must go now, I think I'll hunt out my original vinyl copy. The whole thing is so perfect that even the sleeve design tells you all you need to know about the delights it contains.