As with some other reviewers, I think this was Ricks best release of the 70s, and probably ever. Reasons? The things which I think let most of his subsequent releases down were one of the following: Dodgy vocalists, a limited range of instruments, or possibly in some cases an excess of instruments. Here, there are no embarrassing vocal performances, there are no unnecessary orchestras and choirs that age badly, yet it has the fullness of sound and instrumentation that is lacking on his synth only releases.
Highlights? The acid jazzy Ann of Cleves, with great drumming from Alan White (how many of Rick's tracks can be said to have great drumming?) and a Santana-like feel in places - unique among Rick's pieces. Also the gloriously baroque Jane Seymour - I remember playing this to my mother (a totally classically influenced piano teacher and organist) and watching her face as the strictly orthodox yet complex organ is suddenly augmented by one of the most in-your-face moog interruptions ever. Stunning. And finally, by Anne Boleyn - just the most perfect balance of classical and rock instrumentation - the closing section of the Day thou gavest... is just incomparable.
All in all, utterly 70s, yet utterly timeless, always fulfilling and never embarrasing. The question for me is ... why the heck couldn't Rick seem to tick all the boxes ever again?