Moniker to the contrary, the Psychedelic Furs bore little in common with the concurrent 'psychedelic revival' of early-'80s British bands like Echo and the Bunnymen and teardrop explodes. Instead, they married post-punk guitar rock with an artier, Bowie-derived archness and a touch of the Velvet Underground's atmospheric din. The guitars of John Ashton and Roger Morris combine with Duncan Kilburn's gloriously trashy sax to produce a wall of sound that's involving but never overwhelming. Kudos for shaping this gargantuan aural attack must go to producers Martin Hannett and Steve Lillywhite. over this transcendent racket, Richard Butler lays down his precocious, 40-packs-of cigarettes rasp. his world-weary, stream-of-consciousness poetics colour the proceedings considerably.