A complete hairdryer of an album - in every respect. Style and substance, it’s the big blow dry that then sucks you into the screeching sound as the music it blasted at you. I don’t know why it’s called soft rock. There’s nothing half, erm, hearted about this. It’s ridiculous of course. I quite like the pantomime feel to the bangers like What About Love and These Dreams. Heart were never cool, and neither was I.
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