Surrounding himself with a sensational cast of studio pros including drummer , bass players / (who would later join the ranks of ), and keyboard guru , in 1987, would release -- 's third solo record to date. Synth-ladden textures, samples, and programming aside, is an ambitious if somewhat over-produced effort. Although, certainly not as accomplished as 's sensational debut , the album features some fair to very good material. With a heavy political agenda in toe, opens the record. is quickly followed by the riveting -- the latter hindered only by some ill-advised drum programming. 's weathered voice is in full-on -meets- mode as he pronounces that "there ain't no love here, love's been sacrificed, promises buried beneath, the trail of broken tears." The Latin-flavored runs side by side with the album's best track, the monstrous-sounding (a duet with . And although the track sounds like one big party, upon closer inspection, it's clear that the song is a solemn condemnation on the state of intrusive U.S. anti-communism Reaganomics in Latin America. Surprisingly, in Europe, the track proved to be a massive hit for . Coupled with the success of another one of 's tracks, sideman would return to the old continent as an arena sensation in his own right. Another track worth noting is a lackluster collaboration with which yet again gets lost in some weak programming and over-produced synth action that results in the song sounding like a bad outtake. comes to an end with (a not so distant cousin of ). Overall, a good effort, but not a great one. For a better taste of the artist, spend some quality time with . ~ John Franck