1/1/1983 Record Mirror
Comprising last three singles (A and B sides plus bonus tracks from the 12 inches), this is considerably easier listening than a "proper" Cure album.
That’s fine by me. I’ve obsessed with some interest Robert Smith’s transformation from pretty young writer of sublime pop songs to prematurely paunchy, self-indulgent angst merchant. I’ve found it a shame.
Still, he still sparkles on the singles.
The music on this mini-LP is largely excellent stuff, being varied, subtle and unpretentious. The only thing that wears occasionally is Smith’s voice when he tries to sound impassioned he just comes across as whiney.
I found ‘Pornography’ distasteful. But ‘Love Cats’ is the single of the year, and ‘Japanese Whispers’ is a Cure even I find easy to swallow.