Perhaps, as this is the third long-player from the group, this is a sign of them coming of age.
A curious one this, an album of two seemingly unrelated parts.
To be honest, listening to this recording maddens me. Therefore I shan't describe or try to review any of the bloody music for once as I'll have a fit and turn purple. Rather, let's talk about the peripheral stuff for a change, because, just for this once, you can describe a CD by its cover. Condon treats the whole Central/Eastern/Balkan/Russian Europe thang like a huge tray of exotic chocolates, a giant dressing up box in which to indulge his vague, ill-formed fantasies."