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  • While U2 often gets credit for creating some of the rare meaningful musical moments of the 80s (and rightfully so), Love by the Cult is perhaps the most overlooked album of greatness from that decade. But let’s not be time-constricted. When this 1985 opus was produced, it was lightyears ahead of its time and still stands true to any test in the new century. The fact of the matter is, just about every rock interest has tried to lay claim to this album and this band. Alt rockers claim it, metal heads claim it, goths claim it. It’s all testiment to the fact that no one has ever been able to pin down the Cult to any label and Love demonstrates that better than anything. She Sells Sanctuary and Rain obviously lean toward the alternative flair. Big Neon Glitter may have some Goth although I always thought the goths were out of line for claiming this album. Then there’s The Phoenix… WOW! a molten deluge of psychadelia laced with incantations and mysticism. The title track of the album is clearly the defining moment. Enigmatic, hypnotic, powerful, Love, the song, cannot be dismissed by any true rock fan. Is it metal or alternative? Sabbath or Smitherines? The lyrics to the song Love are equally elusive, “Gonna drive away in a big fast car, gonna drive away won’t get too far, gonna drive away don’t know how far, gonna drive away in a big fast car… don’t you love those sweet times…”What the hell is lead singer Ian Astburry talking about? I don’t know, but it sounds damn good. This album also launches and hallmarks the talents of guitar journeyman Billy Duffy. While Duffy has made strides and vaunted efforts since Love, he has yet to repeat the tight-wired sound and pin-point accuracy as has been captured on this work. Duffy is a guitar virtuoso who has been woefully overlooked in the random and subjective discussions among rock fans and critics alike.Love, the album, also demonstrates the will to advance and evolve. The previous effort in album by the Cult, Dreamtime, is infantile in comparison. It’s hard to believe this is the same band that spat out Dreamtime in some makeshift Duran Duran poser mistake only one year prior to the production of Love. Love lifts this band to levels few others have even thought about. It’s a lofty level that even The Cult has not repeated. As Ian Astburry says in the title track, “I believe in love, I believe in my visions. I’ll travel far.” To not have this album in your collection is akin to having a missing link in the armour of any rock warrior.Your most humble and loyal servant,DixonatorAdventurer/patriot extraordinaire

    Posted on February 1, 2010