Surprisingly good given this late stage in Garbage's career; I remember way back when Version 2.0 came out (that would have been 1998), I already felt like it was overproduced and lacking that jagged dark-lightness that made Garbage so defining. Despite song names like "Night Drive Loneliness" and "Even Though Our Love Is Doomed" - and lyrics to match - it's textured enough while retaining that fuzzily sweet angst that made them such a treat (and one of my favourite bands) in their pomp.
