Bob Wiseman's second album has disappeared entirely from view which is a shame because it's an astonishing artifact of his raw talent and incredible versatility. This record coincided with his departure from Blue Rodeo and seemed to signal his determination to abandon the mainstream in any form and embrace a range of artforms without concern for commercial recognition. As a result, one has to pick through some nearly unlistenable moments but thankfully, they are outweighed by incredible musicality for the most part. Bob has a rich, effortless singing voice; he plays guitar, piano, mandolin and lord knows what else. He seems to overflow with lyrical and melodic ideas. And you can sing along with pretty much the whole album. I loved this when it came out twenty years ago and my assessment has remained pretty much the same: Bob is a genius performer, and his strength as a songwriter is in the simple, emotional, anecdotal songs like the curiously unlisted "bonus" track at the end, an elegy to a boyhood friend who died young. His power in this realm is almost chilling. A good portion of the songs are politically motivated, which works when they portray larger issues like the Drug War through a personal lens. But he also veers into outright polemic at times which leaves me cold, especially when he pairs it with noisy "experimental" arrangements which showcase his peers in the Toronto underground. A great document of a hugely talented artist.