Oil and Gold was one of the greatest albums of the mid 1980s. You won't see it on many lists; history hasn't yet colonised that part of the past to claim it for the ages, but it's the truth. Ask anyone who has heard it: 10 songs (well, 9 songs and one instrumental) that run the gamut from bombast to brooding, but all done with impeccable intensity. It's an tremendously sexual pop record, full of bass and edging, experimental and literate (/pretentious by turns).
Faded Flowers falls firmly in the brooding end of the Oil and Gold spectrum. A celestial synth, the world's most choked drum programming, subterranean bass and backing vocals right on the edge of hysteria. Absolutely compelling, the slight surface tremors forever hinting at the massive forces at play underneath. The whole record is great, and there are at least two classic bangers on there, but Faded Flowers