Written and conceived during a period of inner-band turmoil,
Clutching at Straws
would prove to be
Fish
's swan song, and perhaps
Marillion
's most unheralded masterpiece. Teaming up once again with producer
Chris Kimsey
,
showcases some of the band's most satisfying compositions, including the magnificent
"Warm Wet Circles"
and
"That Time of the Night (The Short Straw)."
Bookended by
's disgust with not only himself,
"Torch Song,"
but also with the burgeoning neo-Nazi uprising in Europe,
"White Russian,"
the great Scot delivers an inspired condemnation. The commercial pomp and circumstance of
"Incommunicado"
also gives way to a self-parodying confessional inspired by
's inability to see himself as a bona fide
rock
star and celebrity ("I want to do adverts for American Express cards, talk shows on prime time T.V."). Tour opener
"Slainte Mhath"
is simple and elegant, building to its dramatic crescendo only to be upstaged by
"Sugar Mice"
-- quite simply, one of
's best commercial singles ever. The album's stunning closer,
"The Last Straw,"
is
's self-realization that yes, the band is not only over, but that in his mind, it's null and void ("and if you ever come across us, don't give us your sympathy").
Steve Rothery
's blinding guitar solo brings the whole thing down to a crashing finish (prophetically, announcing his arrival as the band's true musical instigator on subsequent
-less records). ~ John Franck