Another confused effort from the once brillaint O'Connor, it has few highlights that rank with her first two albums, and sounds a lot like the emerging girl pop of the early 2000s.
No Man's Woman, Hold Back the Night, What Doesn't Belong to Me, The Lamb's Book of Life, and Jealous are the winners here, and Til I Whisper You Something isn't bad, but the Taylor Swift vibe on Daddy I'm Fine and Dancing Lessons sounding like Bruch Hornsby are just tolerable, but the rest is truly lackluster, particularly the opening track (that even Eno can't save from her insipid whining and its lugubrious length).
Abysmal. Boring ballads and odes to her children that evoke the worst excesses of Kate Bush (family values are right wing values, that is to say the purview of the wealthy). There is no energy or edge in her work over this and her previous album, making us all question her talent and integrity after two masterpieces to open her career (and a great bit of anarchist activism on SNL).
It would be 18 years before she would make another good record, following it again with another great one two years later, but her career was almost wholly fallow after 1992. Fire on Babylon, the Nirvana cover and the closer are the only worthy tracks on an utterly dull and forgettable album.