I have to admit that I haven't really followed Roger Waters much lately. When he left Pink Floyd and they moved on, I feel that it showcased the two sides within the band. The David Gilmour led part of the band focused more on the rocking, "song" structured stuff. Don't get me wrong, they could still stretch out and explore and get mellow, but they were more immediate. They had more hooks. Waters was less concerned about traditional song structure and hooks. That made his sound more complex, but also a bit harder to latch onto and really "feel." I guess to me, once I had heard The Final Cut and his first couple solo albums, it also sort of seemed like "well, here we go again."
Hearing some great reviews of this album, I had to give it a try. There still is quite a bit of that familiarity and sense of having done this before. That said, this is much stronger than I remember Waters' stuff being. I really like this album a lot. I think it might grow to be one of my favorites of the year. It's definitely the kind of thing that takes some repeated listening to really grasp. It should be mentioned that this is packed full of parental advisories on the lyrics.
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