It's not impossible for an old progressive rock band to make an honorable transition into eighties pop -- Yes, Genesis, and the Moody Blues all pulled it off, though with varying degrees of artistic success. But when a once-intelligent band has three song titles on one side featuring the word "Love," you know they're just phoning it in. "Panic" might be the worst track ever recorded by BJH, although to be fair it works wonderfully as an unintentional parody of hair-metal. The closing track "Guitar Blues" retains some slight spark of creative musicianship, but this album can only be recommended if you like hackneyed DX-7 patches and the acrid smell of wasted talent.

The title notwithstanding, this debut from the former Faithless singer is pretty angelic-sounding stuff. You're bound to think of Sin�ad O'Connor, but the comparison is as misleading as it is inevitable. Granted, Dido's ethereal vocals here frequently recall O'Connor; but Dido's...