I couldn't take it anymore... there were too many magazines and papers creaming their pants about this record I had to go and get it... kind of like a high-cultural bullying that I hadn't got the new reebok pumps or something...
and I stick it on the cd player...
SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! I've never known someone to sing non-stop for so long, it's like a GCSE fucking poetry recital. If I want poetry i'll read a book... I want MUUUSIC
Maybe it's just me but I thought music was supposed to be about SPACE, dynamics etc. While the orchestration is pleasant, she literally doesn't shut up with her cod-prog-rock mystical tales about monkeys and bears and six wives of henry VIII. She barely even pauses for breath!
Give me Rick Wakeman anyday. kind of.