"Fading Lights," the last masterpiece of the band.
It shines isolated and unexpected, almost incongruous, after heaps of catchy tunes and trinkets. In it, the right Collins excels, that is, the drummer, while he lets loose for a good five minutes for the last time in his life.
He pounds hard, determined and full of drive, burying the electronic drum machine that had been wreaking havoc with rolls and splashes, while accentuating with jazz flavor behind the ingenious musings of his partner Banks on the massive synthesizer.
A slightly annoying touch, on the "bridge" of the track (which recycles three times), is the blatant nod to the ancient "Ripples" from "A Trick of the Tail."
What a pity, they could have produced hours of this "commercial progressive" like "Fading Lights." Instead, nothing... the rest is all crap for kids and distracted listeners with sweet teeth.
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