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9 of 9 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars
REFLECTIONS FROM MR. PARTRIDGE AND HIS MATES...., June 18, 2001
As this album starts, with Andy Partridge's composition 'Respectable Street', the listener hears what appears to be an old phonograph record begin to play, complete with scratches -- a gentle, nostalgic tune...'It's in the order of their hedgerows, it's in the way their curtains open and close, it's in the look they give you down their nose -- all part of decency's jigsaw, I suppose...' and then Andy Partridge's guitar slams into a series of his trademark jangly rhythm chords, and the band is off and running with a look at modern-day suburbia. Neighbors live in close-quartered isolation, peering at each other from behind drawn curtains, wretch over each other's fences, crowd their front gardens with caravans that never move, welcome the Avon lady to fill in facial creases on housewives...and the images go on and on, dead on target, fragments of our society for us to view.Partridge's guitar style, instantly recognizable, always reminded me of shards of broken glass -- beautiful, vaguely dangerous. It's glass alright, but it's a mirror -- XTC hold up the pieces and we can see little bits of ourselves in each one, microcosms of our world...and what we see is sometimes humorous, sometimes foolish, sometimes beautiful, sometimes ugly. It's not as if Andy Partridge and Colin Moulding (the two songwriters in the band) are pointing fingers, but more like they're just reporting on what they see, allowing us the make the judgement call. The album continues with Colin Moulding's 'Generals and majors' -- a view of war and carnage as a game played by humans, a worry about where it's leading us. Partridge's 'Living through another Cuba' is next, carrying this theme a bit further. Then comes another Moulding tune, 'Love at first sight' with a look at the eternal drama of the sexes' inevitable attraction -- and its consequences. Partridge responds again, with his love song 'Rocket from a bottle', a more personal view of the subject. After these observations and outpourings have washed over us, leaving us to marvel at the abilities of these writers to express themselves, what does Partridge hand us but 'No language in our lungs', a song bewailing the writer's inability to find the words to convey his thoughts: 'There is no language in our lungs to tell the world just how we feel, no bridge of thought, no mental link, no letting out just what you think'. Lest we think that Andy is getting too serious, he lets us know otherwise by way of another clever line: '...the impotency of speech came up and hit me that day, and I would have made this instrumental, but the words got in the way...' The songs go on to deal with such varied topics as the building of the city of London, the role of money in our society, self-analysis and growth, machismo, self-dependency...all done up nicely in quirky but memorable (you'll find yourself humming them) melodies, incredibly insightful and clever lyrics -- the inner rhymes and wordplay are simply amazing -- and the ability through it all not to fall into the trap of taking themselves too seriously. This is pop music, after all, accessable as anything on the radio -- why this album wasn't an instant hit when it came out in 1980 is beyond me...but then, Squeeze never clicked in the US like they deserved to, either (...but that's another story). Three tracks have been added for the cd release that were not included on the original lp -- they're pretty good for the most part, and it's nice that Geffen chose to add them to the re-released package. This band has made lots of incredibly high-quality music since their inception ...
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by XTC 
