JacobSimmons97

This album is frustratingly inconsistent. The good stuff is utterly brilliant, but it is weighed down by Petey indulging his love of artsy drudge. I fear this is the canary in the coalmine for the rest of his career, but at least I still have a few things to hold on to for now.

Highlights - Steam, Washing of the Water, Digging in the Dirt, Secret World

Petey proves that he can do pop, but only if he does it his way. A wonderfully eclectic mixture of tracks, some of which are all-timers. The production is slick as hell and Gabriel's trademark weirdness works with his mainstream desires rather than against them. I will never understand the two art pieces, but I can live with them.

Highlights - Red Rain, Sledgehammer, That Voice Again, Big Time

With more long, high-concept numbers than previous efforts, I found Petey's final self-titled release (for now) to be his least accessible. It has its moments, don't get me wrong, but I've always found his more focused work to be his best. There will be some people who love this unincumbered artistry, but it ain't for me.

Highlights - The Rhythm of the Heat, I Have the Touch, Lay Your Hands On Me

The problem with Petey is he's too consistent. His bar is so high than even good songs fade into the background. They have to be really good to stand out. That's my main issue with Melt, which sounds ridiculous, but it's the only way I can explain it. Some very strong tracks on here, but only a few that I know will really stay with me.

Highlights - Intruder, No Self Control, I Don't Remember, Games Without Frontiers