This album finds Numan on his uppers and full of...well...fury. Opening track "Call Out The Dogs" has Gary sneering at the new boys and wondering why DJs don't know who he is. Elsewhere songs like "Your Fascination" and "The Pleasure Skin" have some great ideas but they tend to be played out on the same recycled synth sounds. We continually hear samples from the film Blade Runner circling around as the grinding synths hammer out proto-industrial beats.
Unfortunately the overbearing female backing vocals and saxophone solos of old return on "The Disease" and the disastrous "I Still Remember". These tracks are a clear indication that Numan was still confused about what radio stations wanted. When you read either of his autobiographies it's amazing how fixated Numan was on securing radio play. Yet in seeking to appease the Gods at Radio 1 Numan lost the very sound that led to his success in the first place. And this is how you end up with an album full of industrial tinged electro pop fronted by a man in a red bow-tie. What a mess. 2/5
