Rated 2/10
This whole album feels like a parody of 1960s music. The band is even just called Love. It’d be like if there was a band called Peace. And the singer sucks. He’s like a shit Eric Burdon. And then the harpsichord. Which is a good idea if they were like a weird theatrical band. But they’re just kinda there. And then Revelation. Nearly 20 minutes of a guy just doing generic BABY YOU’RE GETTING ME HOT. Fuck off